CAPTURING THE WRONG HUSBAND

*NOVA

d slightly as she spoke. "Nova, the

ting my brow. "What do yo

d turning to

om talkin

, taking my hand in his. "Nova, No

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ded into a constant hum. I navigated through the crowd, excitement bubbling within me as I made my way to the baggage claim. It had been too lon

ial media for a long while. The last time we spoke she was angry that I couldn't make it to her wedding. I tried reaching out to her after that but she wouldn't respond and when I tried getting my parents, Alb

ing to let my absence ruin our relationship. "I ha

outside. The air was thick with humidity, typical for this time of year, but even that couldn't damp

s, passed by the window. My thoughts drifted to the times Nora and I spent on these very streets, back when

I made my way up the front steps. The house looked different. It had been remodeled, almost unrecognizable. It looked beau

d with the maid trying to prepare something to eat

called, he

om

when you arrived at the airpor

ave come pick you

hat mom, I'm here now, plus I wa

d you so so much," she said gi

too Mom," and I

to suffocate me,"

t," she

t Dad, whe

ething from the grocery store,

ka

prepared a feast ju

the food going cold," She s

direction. My mom who guessed why I stood s

f the house. Last I remembered, we were struggling fin

ey aren't telling me?"

ige as the rest of the house. As much as I was shocked I w

. I threw on my change of clothes and

ite body size, or if being married had changed her. But no matter how much sh

dining area when I

," he call

my pumpk

ways loud," she

ening up, she'll be down w

e sight of my par

ad

he called with

d mom are acting like you'll neve

u say that," my d

," I t

were so busy with school and we didn't want

ess is depending on you,"

ay that ther

," he said sm

, where the table was already set

to make your f

sed a good home-cooked

ttle things I had missed while I was away. It felt good, normal,

of our conversations so I waited until the c

to keep my tone light. "I can't wait

ere. My mother's smile faltered, and my father set his fork down wit

o Prese

ps. The words hung in the air, heavy and incomprehensib

hinking about surprising her, about all the th

is saying isn't true," I said

lying too." Her eyes

aid, her voice breaking as she spok

o... no, this can't be real. when did this

his voice thick with emotion. "It's been

Nova. None of us

and you both didn't

of the blue and unlike her. She stayed for a couple of weeks

he hospital af

rom your studies that's why we di

t than my own sister, your daug

st my ap

," my mother said

I asked hoping they woul

the room b

things when I came across her diary. Only to be shocked that her dea