Chapter 2

We slept for about 3 hours until Cad got hungry and I had to feed him.

In all his two years on this planet, he had always wanted to do things his way.

Like preferring to feed himself, attempting to wear his clothes himself, trying to brush his teeth himself.

We always have petty fights. For someone so small, he was quite strong headed.

Just like his father I thought to myself.

As I watched my baby struggle with sleep as he fed himself, I couldn't help but giggle. The sight was so comical.

Each time I giggled, an involuntary smile will come up on his face even though he was sleepy.

Long trips always take a toll on him even though all he does is sleep in his car seat.

My heart warmed, how did I manage to make something so perfect?

I needed to wake him up because he hasn't had his night bath yet and I know it will be a struggle because sleepy Cad is not a cooperative Cad.

"Cad baby, wake up, time for your bath"

I cooed at him trying to make him stand.

Just like I anticipated, he broke into a small sob as I "disturbed him further"

Few moments more, after a lot of placating and promises to let him watch cartoon on my phone, I finally got him some what sober.

"Ayanda wi you le me bat mshef"

(Amanda will you let me bathe myself)

He said as he stretched and started getting his clothes off himself resisting my help.

I smiled at that but knowing he was going to get stuck eventually, I let him at it and waited.

Few seconds later, some how, his hands managed to get tangled with his shirt, his face completely covered and he was in a really awkward situation, I knew he was hurting but he needed to learn that he needed people if he wanted to excel in life.

I waited till he realizes that he needed my aid, as usual.

Soon the hiccups associated with the beginning of a cry started.

I ignored and waited

"Ayanda Ayanda I stuck "

Amanda, Amanda, i'm stuck

At that, I couldn't keep watching him like that so I rescued him from his predicament and got a beautiful ..

"Shenkiu Anyiii"

Thank you Amy

This child, he is my biggest accomplishment and am so glad and proud of the quality of human beinghe turns into every day.

I mentally pat myself on the back because honestly, I thought I was going to suck at motherhood but everyday I learn of new ways to handle things.

Dear reader, you may be wondering at this point, Why does he call her AMY?

Well, he rarely calls me mummy and that's because everyone in our lives call me Amy so learnt to call me Amy but he knows that I am his mother.

I smiled at a memory

First day I took him to kindergarten, the teacher had called me aside when I went to pick him up to tell me he had picked up a fight with a kid who had innocently declared to everyone that her mummy is the prettiest mummy in the world!.

Cad had taken offence at the statement and made it a point of duty to inform her that his mother is prettier.

He had even gone ahead to hit the girl's arm when she didn't agree with him.

I was crazy when I heard that, I'd never taught him to hit anyone especially not girls.

I knew my child had quite the temper but he is a good boy.

I had thanked the teacher, apologized and left with my child knowing I had to talk to him about it but how do you talk to a 2 year old about his approach to life and expect him to understand it?

I sighed as we strode to the magnificent bathroom and I helped him into the tub.

"Ayanda, shuun i be tal n i cwamb da tub mshef"

Amanda, soon I'd be tall and I'd climb the tub myself

I giggled as I said

"Yes, soon enough but for now, mummy will help you get into the tub alright?"

He nodded

"Cadence, it's okay to let mummy help you okay?"

He nodded.

Sometimes I just say things to him that I know he'd probably not understand. It has become a habit because we are always together.

Nevertheless, he always nodded as if he could understand me even right now, he seemed to be in a deep thought.

After a couple of seconds he said

"Wee Ayanda le mi hep er 2?"

Will Amanda let me help her too?

Instantly my eyes watered and I held the tears back cause I didnt want him to see me cry.

"Of course"

I said as I kissed his fore head and we continued with the bath without further discussions.

I know this is definitely because he was tired because Cadence would never let me bathe him without a fight.

Soon enough, I was tucking him in and as soon as his head touched the pillow, he slept off.

I quickly took a shower as we and went to the living room to make some calls.

**************

"Sinclair please you promised!!, Danny isn't home and you know mum wont let me go out alone"

I grimaced as I listened to my sister whine for the umpteenth time over the phone.

"Rachel, I have things to sort out at work, can this not be done tomorrow?"

I asked almost pleadingly, this girl can be a pain in the ass and just like my mum, so damn stubborn.

"No, today will do just fine, am busy tomorrow, please Sinclair, I need to find the perfect dress for Cindy's wedding. Tony will be there and I intend to make a lasting impression"

"Argh!!! Rachel!"

I said frustrated

"Fine, better be ready by the time I get there or I'd leave straight for my office"

"Yes!! Best big brother ever!"

She said as she hung up

Knowing I wasn't going to get anymore work done at this rate, I shut my laptop reached for my keys and drove to my family house knowing she would be grinning from ear to ear.

Sometimes I wish she doesnt exist. The girl can be very annoying but I guess that's what baby sisters exist for.

I hate female shopping

It never ends

They never make up their minds

And I'd be subjected to answering questions like

"What do you think of this one Clair"

"This is the best ain't it?"

"Dont you just love this one ?"

"Does this colour match with my skin?"

"You love this one don't you!?"

I can't even tell the differences, they all look same to me.

And so it was a frustrating day as I ended up paying for not one but six dresses because Rachel couldn't make up her mind.

As soon as I dropped her home, without alighting, I drove straight to my establishment.

***********

Five minutes later I strode into my office and sat on my massive table.

Out of habit, I turned on the CCTV and scanned the different arenas.

Reception √

Lobby √

Waiting area√

Garage √

Swimming arena √

Bar √....

Wait Bar again, who is that woman seated in the bar.

Something about the way she slouched looked very familiar.

No, it couldn't be

No!

Anger boiled inside me

Picking up my phone, I dialled the reception.

She picked on the first ring.

"Who is the woman seated in the bar"

I asked dreading the answer I knew would come. From the reaction of my body just watching her on screen, I had no doubt it was her but I needed to be sure.

"That's Amanda Henshaw sir, she booked a week ago and would be staying for 5 days"

She answered expertly like a record.

"Put her in the Queen Royal suite"

I said without thinking

"Sir?"

She said questionably probably not understanding my attachment to the woman.

"Are you deaf Lizzie?"

I asked annoyed at her questioning tone, this was my damn hotel

"No sir, right away sir"

She said in one breathe

"Good, have some one send her a glass of fresh orange juice"

I said remembering how much she loved it. She looked very exhausted I thought as I watched her on the screen

"And Lizzie"

I added

"Tell her its on the house, she mustn't know all this is from me"

I wasn't ready to see her.

I smiled as I watched her gulp down the juice and grinned at the surprise in her eyes.

What has she come back here for?

After all this years.

Then I remember, its Cindy's wedding. They used to be best friends. I didnt know they still kept in touch.

My eyes refocused on the screen as I watched her stand up to be led to her room.

As she stood, she gave way for me to see the lugage she was carrying.

That looked like a basket.

Why was she carrying a luggage?

As she came closer, I couldn't believe what I was seeing, my Amanda was carrying a baby carrier.

A baby carrier that had a baby inside.

Whose baby?!

Anger rose inside me!! She left me to get shagged by another man?

I stood up, took my keys and left for the club. Tonight I'd drink my self to stupor and fuck a willing woman.

I loathed the woman who has returned to destroy my peace of mind.

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