I Swear, Let Me Love You Again

3RD POV:

It was Friday, the release of Lydia’s book. The books were in all the stores, and there were a bunch of people waiting outside of the different branches in all the Miller restaurants in the cool breeze of the morning waiting patiently for the doors to be opened in order to purchase a copy or more. The media had just arrived at 7 a. m and were baffled by the amount of people present, they instantly began to record and interview a few bystanders.

“I am so excited to read the book! I want to know everything Lydia Miller has been through and everything Mrs King has done to her. That’s why I am up early to purchase a copy.” A female who looked to be in her late teens and early twenties said to the reporter.

“I love Lydia Miller. She seems like she’s been through a lot and I just admire her so much. In case you’re seeing this Lydia Miller, I want you to know I love you and I hope you organize a meet and greet for us, your fans. Plus I hope your brothers get healed and I’m sending a big ‘fuvk you’ to Mrs King and all the Kings at large.” Another female who was in front of the restaurant spoke, ending the last part with rage.

Lydia who was watching the events taking place from her apartment smiled from ear to ear, with her eyes tearing up. Roseline had helped her create a professional account on social media pages and instantly she had gotten over five hundred thousand followers before the dawn of a new day. Lydia and her friends were baffled, when the hate she had received had turned into love in just a span of time.

Lydia concluded that she would organize a meet and greet or virtual event later on but for now all she was concerned about was Andrew and finding out who did this. In addition to her worries, the board members without her father’s authority had set up an emergency meeting to discuss Lydia and Andrew’s position but mostly on Lydia.

But out in front of the Miller’s restaurant all over the country, as soon as it was 8 a. m, one of the employees opened the door inviting the people in, everyone instantly rushed in until they were cautioned to be organized. From that moment on, and throughout the rest of the day, what was trending was Lydia’s book with a very appealing title written with white font on the black front cover:

The Clap Back.

The first page wrote,

I dedicate this book to all women out there who love their husbands with all their heart but it’s one sided.

To all women who love their husbands but their Mother-in-law is the villain in their love story.

To all strong, beautiful women who feel like they are not enough due to all the suffering and maltreatment. I promise you, you’re enough and deserve the best thing in the world.

Lastly, I dedicate this book to Nathaniel King for giving me the strength to leave for better. And how can we forget the one and only Mrs Rhonda King?

This is a CLAP BACK for all the embarrassment and humiliation you have given to me, during and after my marriage.

Enjoy.

Just this dedication, had every reader eager to continue reading. By noon, the book was sold out in all restaurants and many were awaiting restock.

Mrs King was in the company of her three wealthy friends drinking tea and discussing in the living room.

“Rhonda, why is the television off? You don’t want us to find out you’re trending for abuse towards your former daughters-in-law?” One of her blunt friends, Mrs Hamilton, questioned, bringing out of her bag Lydia’s book, the Clap Back. And the two others brought out theirs as well.

“Why did you purchase that? That girl is a gold digging whore who is simply lying to draw attention to herself and trying to make the masses believe she’s the victim.” Mrs King tried to convince them but they scoffed looking at in disbelief. It was then she knew they were not on her side, they believed every single word in that book.

“I am simply in the middle of the book and I have been shaking my head continuously. You had that girl working like a slave when you had a bunch of maids knowing she would do anything to gain your approval. And I really do not understand your obsession with Nathaniel’s ex-girlfriend, are you gay and you’re into her or something?” Mrs Jameson spoke, making all except Mrs King burst out laughing. Lomi who had accompanied Mrs King standing not too far behind stifled her laughter trying her best to laugh boisterously.

“Like it’s really crazy…I can’t wait to finish the book, each page has you wanting to find out what demonic, horrific thing you, Rhonda, would do next. And I personally do not want to be caught by anybody, especially the media, to be associating with you, especially now in which we are seated in a public place. So if you will excuse me ladies.” Mrs Kelly said, rising to her feet and looking at Mrs King King with disgust and disappointment.

“Before we, I mean I leave, can we just take a moment to commend how extremely manipulative and dangerous you are, like…” Mrs Kelly began to clap and the two others chuckled following along with her rising to their feet.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“Well, it was good knowing you, goodbye.” Mrs Hamilton stared at her from head to toe then left.

Mrs Jameson just stared at her and laughed, dropping money on the table, “With how your stocks are falling and looking towards your future, I strongly believe you would need this.”

Mrs King sat at the table in disbelief, she couldn’t believe that had just happened to her. She was embarrassed, hurt and in dismay, she looked up and met a man recording with his phone.