Zandile



I looked at Melokuhle, bound and drugged, a mix of excitement and desperation coursing through me.

This is my chance to finally have Melusi, to make him see that we are destined to be together. I had spent countless hours dreaming of the day when he would be mine and mine alone. Melokuhle was nothing but an obstacle in our path, and I won’t let her steal him away from me.

The memories of our time together at the resort fuelled my determination. I believe that Melusi feels the same connection that I feel, what I can’t understand is why he would choose her over me.

My heart ached at the thought that he might have been using me all along.

The irony of the situation wasn’t lost on me as I held Melokuhle captive, just as she had been kidnapped by Melusi before. They tried to hide the true story of their meeting, but I knew the truth.

Despite my anger and frustration, a part of me really likes Melokuhle as a person. If only Melusi hadn’t gone after her, we wouldn’t be in this dangerous predicament now. But I can’t afford to let sympathy weaken my resolve.

Leaning against the door, I watched Melokuhle’s head bob slightly from the effects of the drugs. A dryness settled in my throat as I held her phone in my hand, bombarded by messages from her father.

I can’t understand how a man like Steve would go to such lengths to destroy his own daughter’s marriage. His grand plan to keep Melusi away from Melokuhle only fuelled my determination to ensure that Melusi would be mine.

I closed my eyes, trying to collect my thoughts. This isn’t how I envisioned our love story unfolding, but I can’t let everything that I have worked so hard for slip away now. Melusi is meant to be mine, and I will make sure of it, no matter the cost.