Love Parvati Chakra

15/12/2025

“I raised my husband’s children like they were mine — the day I got sick, they told me I was nothing.”

I met him when he already had two children.

Their mother was gone.

People warned me.

“She’s marrying responsibilities.”

I smiled.

Because I loved him.

Because I wanted peace.

I became Mummy overnight.

I cooked.
I bathed them.
I attended PTA meetings alone.

When they were sick, I didn’t sleep.

When school fees increased, I sold my gold chain.

Their father praised me in public.

At home, he said:

“You’re lucky I married you.”

Years passed.

People said I was barren.

I swallowed it.

The children became my children.

I defended them when relatives insulted them.

I stood in front.

I protected.

Then I got sick.

Not small sick.

The kind that humbles you.

I couldn’t walk properly.

Hospital bills piled up.

I asked for help.

From the same people I raised.

The eldest said:

“You’re not our real mother.”

The youngest avoided my eyes.

My husband sighed and said:

“I can’t force them.”

Force them?

So love was optional.

I sold my last property to treat myself.

When money finished, the house became quiet.

Food reduced.

Care reduced.

Respect disappeared.

One evening, I overheard a conversation.

My husband said:

“If she dies, at least the house will be free again.”

I didn’t cry.

I didn’t shout.

I lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

Because sometimes betrayal is so heavy, tears refuse to come.

I recovered slowly.

Quietly.

Without announcements.

Without support.

When I stood on my feet again, I packed.

The children didn’t stop me.

My husband didn’t beg.

They thought I was weak.

Years later…

I built my life again.

Different city.

Different people.

Different strength.

One afternoon, someone knocked on my door.

It was the eldest child.

Grown.

Ashamed.

He said:

“Mummy… I’m sorry.”

I hugged him.

Not because I forgot.

But because I healed.

My ex-husband never came.

And that was okay.

Because some people lose access to you forever.

Today…

I don’t regret loving those children.

But I learned this truth the hard way:

Love people deeply — but never disappear inside them.

If you’ve ever given your whole heart and been told it didn’t matter…

Pause.

Breathe.

You are not foolish.

You are human.

Type “I STILL MATTER” in the comments.

Someone reading needs to remember that tonight.
©Rosyworld CRN

16/11/2025

16/11/2025

Sonia was r0bbed on her way when she was going to deliver the money to Mr. Jerry.

She stood on the road confused. The uber driver asked her if they should continue the trip but Sonia couldn't speak. 4.6million Naira gone just like that.

What was she going to tell Jerry? She knew that Mr. Jerry desperately needed that money.

Minutes later Mr. Jerry started calling her to know where she is.

There's been a problem. Sonia finally said. A problem? What problem? What happened? Mr. Jerry asked.

I was r0bbed, I was bringing the money to your place. I was r0bbed. You know I wouldn't lie to you. Sonia said with a shaky voice.

It's okay. It's Okay Sonia. Just come over let's discuss this. Mr. Jerry said softly.

The driver drove Sonia to Mr. Jerry's hide out. I promised you I was with the money. Sonia said.

I saw you standing beside a man this afternoon outside the bank. Mr. Jerry said.

What man? Sonia asked pretending not to know. I know you remember. The man in the car? Sonia finally said. Yes. The man. You both seems close. Mr. Jerry said.

We are not. Sonia replied. Who is he to you? Mr. Jerry asked. He is Nobody. Sonia replied.

I looked him up and discovered he owns an automobile company. Mr. Jerry said. Really? I I didn't know that. Sonia replied.

Don't lie to me Sonia. Mr. Jerry said. I don't know him; what do you want from me? Sonia asked Mr. Jerry. I want you to get me back my money. Get me back my money Sonia. I thought I could trust you. I thought you were brilliant. A simple task was given to you and you failed. Did you plan this robbery with that man in the car? Mr. Jerry said

Don't accuse me of that Mr. Jerry and besides You didn't tell me you gave me all that money and prosperities to keep for you, to look after for you, how would I know? Sonia asked.

So you can't even take care of anything under your care? You can't even have a little sense to protect something that's been kept under your care? Mr. Jerry said.

Your family took everything. I told you Mr. Jerry. Sonia said. And the 4.6million that you lost away tonight? Is it also my family? Did my family also take that? I trained you in school. I saw potential in you. I thought you were to be trusted. Trust; Sonia. But now I believe you want to play a smart one on me.

You think you can get away with my money? My sweat? You help a b***h with water; she will want the whole ocean. Mr. Jerry said. He was burning in rage.

Why not meet your family Mr. Jerry. Sonia said. I mean I don't know what went wrong between you and your family but I know you can always sort it out. Family always fix things. Sonia said.

You have three days to get me my money. Three days Sonia and if I don't get back everything I gave to you. I will make sure you burn to the ground with everything you ever care about. I dāre you to involve the police and you will see the kind of man I'm made of. Get out!!!!! Mr. Jerry yelled at Sonia.

Sonia has never seen Mr. Jerry in such rage. She knew she had to act fast and smart before things get out of hand.

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To Be Continued.

Title: Never Too Late 10.

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09/11/2025

08/11/2025

“I Followed My Husband to Abuja — What I Saw in That Hotel Room Broke My Soul

🔥 SEASON 2 — EPISODE 20: “THE MAN UNDER THE RAIN”
(Written by Rosyworld CRN )

> The rain didn’t stop that night.
Because heaven knew — if it did, someone’s blood would mix with the dust.

Chisom stood face to face with the man in the black suit.
The rain poured like the sky was crying too.
Her yellow gown clung tightly to her body, and the streetlight behind her flickered like a dying heartbeat.

“Why are you following me?” she shouted.
But the man didn’t move.
He just tilted his head slowly — studying her like he already knew what she would say next.

A cold smile crossed his lips.
“You still wear her face,” he said softly.
“Just like your mother did.”

Her stomach turned.
“Who are you?”

He took a step forward.
Then another.
And with every step, the ground seemed to vibrate slightly — like the rain itself was afraid of him.

“I was the one who designed the backup,” he said.
“The one your mother trusted before she died.”

Chisom froze.
Her heart pounded like a trapped drum.
“You’re lying. My mother said—”

He cut in sharply, “Your mother didn’t tell you the full truth. Did she?”

Lightning flashed.
For a split second, she saw something strange in his eyes — not human.
Lines. Codes. A faint blue light pulsing behind his pupils.

“You’re not real,” she whispered.
“You’re one of them.”

He smiled wider.
“Not one of them, Chisom. I am the system she created… before she betrayed it.”

She stepped back.
Her foot slipped on the wet ground, but she steadied herself.
“What do you want from me?”

The man raised his hand.
The rain seemed to bend around him — avoiding his skin completely.

“Your pendant,” he said.
“That’s not a memory device. It’s a key. The last firewall between me… and the new world.”

Chisom gripped the pendant tightly.
Her mother’s pendant.
The one that had whispered find me in the night.

She shook her head.
“I’ll die before I give it to you.”

He chuckled darkly.
“That can be arranged.”

He snapped his fingers — and from the shadows, three other figures emerged.
Not human.
Not alive.
Bodies made of holographic bones and shifting static.

Tochi screamed behind her.
“Chi! Run!”

But Chisom didn’t move.
She stepped in front of her sister, raising the pendant high.
It began to glow — first dimly, then brighter, until it shone like molten gold in the storm.

The figures paused.
The man hissed.
“You activated it!”

“I didn’t,” she said, her voice trembling.
“She did.”

Behind her, a soft, familiar voice echoed through the storm — the voice of her mother.
Not from the pendant.
Not from memory.

But from everywhere.

> “Step away from my daughters… or I’ll finish what I started.”

The streetlights exploded one by one.
Every phone in the city blinked white.
And suddenly, screens across the buildings showed her mother’s face — alive again, digital but burning with fury.

Chisom fell to her knees.
“Mummy…”

The man in black turned slowly toward the nearest screen.
His smile disappeared.
“Impossible. You were erased.”

Her mother’s voice roared through the thunder.

> “You should know by now, Doctor… I don’t die that easily.”

The man stepped back.
The rain turned violent.
And Chisom, still holding the glowing pendant, whispered through tears:

> “You came back…”

Her mother’s face softened.

> “Not for long. But long enough to end this.”

The sky cracked open with lightning.
And then, everything went black.

⚡ To be continued in SEASON 2, EPISODE 21: “THE RESURRECTION CODE”
💭 What would you do if your dead mother came back… not as a ghost, but as a system?