206 Insignificant

Earlier that same day, after Ella was done reading and putting away the letter that Nana Esther wrote to her, she pledged to herself and her unborn children; that she would never allow anyone to mistreat or demoralize her ever again.

After taking a warm relaxing shower, Ella felt rejuvenated and composed. She decided to dress up in a beautiful yellow tiny strap summer dress; which was fitted around her burst area and flared down to her knees.

This dress was worn on purpose as it showed off her succulent porcelain body and her alluring pregnancy glow. She knew and understood the husband she married. Hence, she thought it wise to dress appealing and irresistible.

Also, she was excited to finally flaunt her baby bump without fear or favor. She had nothing more to hide, hence, she was afraid of nothing.

Unlike the previous days, when she was careful about anything and everything that could expose her pregnancy, she felt free and unburdened for the first time to express herself.

No more enduring repulsive smells, pretending to have a bloated tummy, or worrying about what and when to eat.

The thought of food made her tummy growl loudly, making her giggle in excitement.

“Don’t worry my love...” She fondly caressed her tummy while admiring her reflection in the vanity mirror before her. “...mummy is going to make your great grand Nana’s delicious recipe just for you.”

After admiring her captivating reflection in the mirror one last time, she happily waltzed towards the door.

.....

When she opened the door, she almost let out a ‘yelp’ sound.

Before her, was an equally startled Ivory.

Ivory came by Ella’s bedroom door to check up on her after confirming that Leon had left the house. She was in the process of knocking when the door suddenly flung open.

“Ivory, you scared the hell out of me!” Ella placed her two hands on her drumming chest.

“I’m sorry dear, I didn’t mean to. But, you also scared me.” Ivory pouted.

“It’s okay, I’m sorry too,” Ella smiled. “What are you doing here? I thought you would be in your room or with your mum and sister.”

“I’d rather be in my room for the rest of the day or back at school than be in my mum and sister’s company right now,” Ivory scoffed.

“Really!” Ella asked in an amused tone.

“Yes! Those two have been mad at me and calling me names ever since I stood up for you last night. So it is safer to avoid their toxic company for now, until they have gotten over their hate for you. I made a promise to my dad and Nana Esther two days ago, to always look out for you. And I intend to keep that promise until the day mum and Yvonne turns a new leaf and starts loving you.”

“Aww! Thanks, darling.” Ella hugged and kissed Ivory on both her cheeks.

Ella’s stomach growled the second time and even louder.

“Aww! Your baby is hungry!” Ivory pulled out of Ella’s arms and stroked her tummy tenderly.

“Yes, we are very hungry!” Ella chuckled. “Come!” She pulled Ivory by the hands. Let’s go to the kitchen. I’m craving a delicious meal that Nana Esther thought me how to cook.”

“Can you also teach me too, please?” Ivory batted her long and curly lashes playfully.

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“Sure! Anything for you, sweetheart.” Ella plucked Ivory’s chubby cheeks jokingly.

When they got to the kitchen, Ella quickly made two cups of delicious beverages; which Ivory and her took with some slices of toasted bread, before Ella got herself busy with preparing Nana Esther’s recipe for breakfast.

They were almost done cooking when Yvonne stepped into the kitchen and started hassling Ella as always.

When Yvonne used demeaning words on Ella, questioning her if the house or kitchen belonged to her, Ella and Ivory both lifted their head and stared at Yvonne as though she was a visiting alien, who just overstepped her boundaries.

While Ivory shook her head in disappointment, Ella chuckled bitterly and rolled her eyes at Yvonne before refocusing her attention on what she was doing.

“Am I not talking to you, you tramp!”

Yvonne stepped into the kitchen but kept her distance when she noticed Ella was holding a knife and slicing some vegetables.

“Ivory, what’s your surname?” Ella asked calmly, totally ignoring Yvonne, as if she was just a breath of bad air wafting through the kitchen.

“Treshvire!”

Ivory answered in perplexity with a raised eyebrow. She didn’t understand the purpose of Ella’s question or the point she was trying to make with it.

“Good!”

Ella smiled and paused what she was doing. She looked up and stared keenly at Yvonne.

“Mrs. Loud mouth with no manners. Can you please enlighten us on your current identity? Let’s start with your current surname, for starters. Because the last time I checked, you’re married and that makes you partially a Treshvire.”

“What the hell is this lunatic s...” Yvonne, who was already riled up was interrupted by the surprisingly calm Ella.

“Shhhh!” Ella raised her left forefinger to her lips; signifying that Yvonne should shut up.

“Ivory, quickly help me chop these remaining vegetables and put them into the soup. Allow it to simmer for a minute and then turn off the heat. I need to diffuse the little problem we have here. Okay?”

“Okay!”

Ivory responded excitedly as she couldn’t wait for Ella to deal with her elder fussy sister. At least, it was high time someone equal spoke to Yvonne in a language only she understood.

“Did you just refer to me as a little problem?”

Yvonne eyes widened and almost popped out as she stared at Ella in astonishment. She was amazed at Ella’s level of calmness and boldness. She was tempted to move closer but then again, even though Ella has handed the knife over to Ivory, she was still close to the boiling pot of soup. Who knows, the witch could pick up the hot soup and haul it at her.

“Oops!, My bad!” Ella smirked. “I think I must have exaggerated when I used the word little! It should be...” Ella briefly admired her pink-polished nails, “... Insignificant!”