StainlessGold

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Episode 1 – Mrs Divine and the Child

The house had never been this quiet.

Not the peaceful kind of quiet.

The dangerous kind.

MrsDivine stood by the large window in her sitting room, fingers wrapped around a cup of tea that had long gone cold. Outside, the compound lights flickered gently, but inside her heart, nothing was steady.

Upstairs, the child was asleep.

Her child.

The one the world was beginning to whisper about.

A soft knock came from the door.

She didn’t turn.

“Come in.”

It was Aunty Beatrice.

“You’ve seen it?” Beatrice asked carefully.

Mrs Divine nodded once.

The article had spread like wildfire. Blogs. WhatsApp groups. Even church members were sharing it.

“Businesswoman Mrs Divine Hiding Secret Child?”

The headline was cruel.

They called the child “mysterious.”

They called her “shameless.”

They asked questions about a father no one had ever seen.

Beatrice stepped closer. “You don’t have to go through this alone.”

Mrs aDivine finally turned, her face calm but her eyes tired.

“I’m not ashamed of my child,” she said quietly. “I’m ashamed that people think a woman must explain her motherhood.”

Downstairs, a car pulled into the compound.

Both women froze.

Mrs Divine didn’t need to look.

She knew that engine.

Kunle.

After weeks of silence.

After denying everything.

After disappearing when the rumors first started.

He had finally come.

Beatrice whispered, “Do you want me to stay?”

Mrs Divine straightened her shoulders.

“No. It’s time.”

She walked to the door herself.

When she opened it, Kunle stood there — not in his usual sharp suit, not confident, not composed.

He looked worried.

“I had to come,” he said immediately. “They’re saying things… ugly things.”

She folded her arms. “Now you care?”

His jaw tightened. “You know this isn’t simple.”

“No,” she agreed softly. “It isn’t simple. It’s a child.”

Silence stretched between them.

Kunle glanced toward the staircase. “Is she…?”

“Asleep.”

He swallowed.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Then he said it.

“I’m ready.”

Mrs Divine’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Ready for what?”

“To acknowledge her.”

The words hung in the air.

For months, he had avoided the conversation.
For months, she carried everything alone.
Doctor visits. Birth registration. Questions. Fear.

Now — because the world was watching — he was ready?

She stepped aside slightly, but did not invite him in.

“Are you ready because you love her?” she asked calmly.
“Or because you’re afraid of headlines?”

Kunle didn’t answer immediately.

And that was answer enough.

Upstairs, a faint cry echoed through the house.

The baby was awake.

MrsDivine didn’t look at him.

She walked past him toward the stairs.

Halfway up, she paused and said without turning:

“If you want to be a father, you don’t enter when it’s convenient.”

Her footsteps continued upward.

Kunle remained by the door, staring into a house that held his future — and possibly his greatest regret.

Upstairs, Mrs Divine picked up her daughter and held her close.

“They can talk,” she whispered softly. “We will live.”

Outside, someone across the street lifted a phone.

Recording.

Episode 43…

• Does Kunle step up publicly?
• Does someone expose an even deeper secret?
• Or does Mrs. Divine take control of the narrative herself?

EPISODE 37 – Learning to Ask

Beauty surprised them that morning.

When Mrs. Caredin offered to help her sit up, Beauty shook her head gently.

“Let me try first.”

Her movements were slow, careful, but determined. She paused halfway, breathed in, then finished the motion on her own.

Mrs. Caredin smiled, pride and fear mixing in her chest.

“I did it,” Beauty said softly.

“Yes, you did.”

Later, when the effort caught up with her and her hands began to shake, Beauty didn’t pretend everything was fine.

“Mummy,” she said, “I need help now.”

Mrs. Caredin reached her instantly. “Thank you for telling me.”

Beauty rested against her, eyes closed.

“I’m learning something,” she murmured.

“What?” her mother asked.

“That being strong doesn’t mean doing everything alone.”

Those words stayed with Mrs. Caredin all day.

In the afternoon, Dr. Amaka stopped by and asked Beauty how she was feeling.

“Tired,” Beauty answered honestly. “But not scared.”

Dr. Amaka nodded approvingly. “That honesty helps more than you know.”

As evening settled, Beauty watched the sky darken slowly.

“Mummy,” she said, “can I ask for help again tomorrow?”

Mrs. Caredin kissed her forehead. “Every day.”

Beauty smiled, comforted.

Because learning to ask was its own kind of courage.

And Beauty was learning fast.

Episode 38 drops tomorrow.