"Mother, what exactly are you hiding from me? Are you still the woman I used to know? I hope so, if not...," a voice quietly whispered as she shook in fear. ***LIONEL'S MANSION

The night was dark, reminding Angela of those past years, that spectacular night her life changed for good and bad. The night brought back painful memories. The only beautiful memory she had was spending time with Carole, Old Margaret and birthing her kids. The others were like a thorn in her flesh.

In the inner living room, on the sofa sat Angela who appeared devilish, her red attire complimented her devious aura. Her dark red lipstick highlighted...