Four friends, perfectly perfect and married. Celebrity life style..... The most famous couples in the whole of Lekki. Host of one the most followed celebrity shows. That's all there is in there friendship. Ellen, George, Kathi and Artems.
Those radiant smiles under the golden sun in Lekki are dark secrets, lies and murder.
They were hosting apartt to host twelve good years of their friendship..... Everyone on social media was excited. Among them was a crazy fan named, Sophie Wellington; who had been sending them mails every other day, telling these celebrity friends and couples how she loved and cherished them. She wrote them weeks before the party.
It would be a very big favour of I'm present at your twelves years anniversary. I have been a big fan since 2002...... Please, send me an invite and I promise to be there.......... Love, Sophie.
It was a joke to the quo. Ellen amidst her laughter said:
" She must be a really crazy fan".
After the laughter, they agreed to surprise this crazy fan. Sophie Wellington.
The anniversary was held at Kathi and Artem's. At exactly 9:00pm, as Sophie had promised, she came. The doorbell rang and Artems got it. There stood Sophie Wellington with arms akimbo,ike a cowgirl from Australia, she was dressed like one though. A cow boy hat, blue sleeveless top and Jean trousers with matching boots. As she made her way to the living room, the hosts could not see her face because of the hat she wore.
Slowly, she took off the hat as they stared at supposedly. Amelia, they all chorused. She smirked and moved towards the quo and said:
Did you miss me? Or I am late for the party?
Looking the the wall clock, she said:
It's not quite late.
Sophie, now Amelia, took a wine glass, poured some, drank a little and twirled it in the glass.
You think you can kill me? Not in this life, not in the next.
Kathi and Ellen's face turned pale like they had drilled by a military 🪖 sergeant. George and Artems' mouth hung open in shock.
Sophie Wellington (turned Amelia) walked towards Ellen , held her face and whispered:
I am coming for all of you, very soon.
Turning to all, she said:
Shouldn't we start the party now, it's getting late already.
None of them could utter a word, Amelia turned her self a cup of wine 🍷, walked briskly toward one corner of the luxurious apartment where brushes were kept and dipped the brush into the wine and wrote on the wall:
I AM COMING FOR YOU ALL, SOON.
The crazy fan is really crazy. She dropped the brush, looked at all of them, made a death ☠️ sign, and hurriedly walk out of the house.
