Lonely Bride

We both eat with peace and no words are exchanged.

I put my plate in the sink and washed both plates as I was the last to finish the food. If he can make food for me, I can clean the plate for sure, so we are equal.

“You want some coffee?” He asked while doing something next to me.

“Sure,” I said while doing my work.

We again sat at the same place with coffee in our hands and I rested my back on the couch and looked up at the sky.

“This place is heaven,” I said, looking up.

“Hmm, indeed it is.” He replied, taking a sip of his coffee.

We both sat in pleasant silence until they spoke again. “When did you find Bella?

I looked at him, and just the name of Bella broke on lips. “She was less than a day old when I found her in the dumping yard in the middle of the night.” I look out the window while remembering the horrible night when I have left this world.

“And what were you doing at the dumping yard in the middle of the night?” His question caught me off guard and I do not know what to reply.

“Amm I… I was coming back for a party.” I said whatever first come to my mind.

‘Gosh, I can’t even lie properly. Such a pathetic human.’ I thought about looking here and there.

“So, you had a good time while away hmm” He spoke again, looking outside the window.

“Yeah, just like you,” I said in a taunting manner.

Just because I was away from him, if he thinks I did not have my eyes on him, then he was wrong. He is a tabloid star, and he is always in the news for some or other reason, and his affairs did not go unnoticed by me. Sure, it hurts to see him with someone but I again could not forget the fact we were divorced but now I felt a sudden pang right now thinking he was practically cheating on me.

‘`Don’t forget you also try to do nightstands many times.’ My inner self mocked.

“Yeah, but I never did. I just tried, but I let no one get into my panties.’ I shot back to my inner self and that I guess shut her up.

“Good to know you kept tabs on me.” I saw his smirk behind the coffee mug and I felt a little embarrassed by being carried away too far.

“Don’t exalt of you. You are a Casanova and star in tabloids. They can’t survive a day without your news, so I can’t help. I shrugged my shoulders and kept my pride high.

“Hmmm.” He nodded his head mockingly, and I avoided more conversation as I know he is a cunning bastard and I won’t win against him, so staying mum is a better idea.

“Can I ask you something?” I look at him when I remember something I wanted to know for a long time.

“Go ahead.” He replied flatly.

“Who is Alvera? I mean, she does not look like a maid to me, neither do you treat her like one. Even so, she does all the work in the house.” I said, keeping my empty mug back on the table.

“That girl has a very tragic past.” He said, shaking his head while thinking about Alvera may be.

“What happened?” I encourage him to go ahead.

“Eric’s father had a younger brother who passed away because of a sudden heart attack at a very early age. But before that, he had transferred all the property to his only son, Carter. Carter’s father made caretaker of the business to Eric’s father till Carter got to the age of twenty-four. His wife was a greedy bitch. She left Carter for some of his rich boyfriends one night, all alone in the house.

The next day, the servant did not find her. Carter did not stop crying. One of the old servants who had Eric’s father’s number called him for help. His father has sent his man to search Carter’s mother and found she was having a good time somewhere in Mexico. When his man approached her talking about Carter’s health and asked to accompany them, she denied it instantly. She told them Carter was not her responsibility.

“Carter grew up under the same roof with Eric, but he always felt alone despite Uncle and Aunt’s efforts.

“Soon as he grew up, he demanded to stay alone and, having no other option, uncle Aunt gave him his father’s mansion to live in.

But soon he got bad company and his constant companion reached to uncle’s ear. He made him understand many times, but he was way far away from understanding anything.

One fine day, we got to know he had kidnapped someone and tortured that girl, to no avail.

His parents came crying for Eric’s father, and sadly, I was there to witness that. Gosh.” He rubs his face, thinking about the old memories.

“We all made a plan with the cops to free her, and somehow we found their location. Her parents denied staying back and tagged along.

As usual, with time, a small kid has become someone in the mafia’s world and had a good backup for the same.

Finally, we found her somewhere in the cellar of an old house in a very dissolved state. Eric was the first one who saw her and by then we reached her and untied her and made her wear his jacket, which was a clear sign for us what state Eric might have found her. Before we could free her, Carter came while holding his parents at gunpoint. She lost her parents in front of her eyes and the cops killed Carter in front of our eyes.” He shook his head in disappointment.

“She has gone through so much.” I felt tears in my eyes while hearing her story and I felt so connected.

I know how it feels to be alone. And how it feels when you lose someone in front of your eyes.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“She is strong,” I spoke while cleaning my tears.

“Hmm, she is.” He replied.

“But why do I feel the tension between her and Eric?” I asked.

“Because Eric has decided he will get married to her once she is Twenty-two years old.” He smirks, saying this.

“But why? I don’t think she is ready for this.” I said thoughtfully.

“It doesn’t matter, as he has already decided.” He closed his eyes and I wonder how people can be so selfish.

“Without her consent?” I asked when I couldn’t control myself.

“He has his reasons and I am with him in it.” He said, dismissing the matter and closing his eyes while resting his back on the couch.

And I felt pity for her. I don’t know why, but I connected with her. Maybe our story it’s not the same but somehow the pain is the same. No parent’s love and her future have been already decided with someone she doesn’t even know forget about love.

Getting up from my seat, I walked towards the balcony after opening the door and stood in the corner.

I looked ahead, and the garden had a mild light and when I looked up, the sky was shining with beautiful stars and moonlight.

My eyes stuck to the sky, and my mind was foggy with lots of thoughts. And one of them was, why are they still married?

Why has he not signed the divorce papers?

Something is surely cooking here and I need to find out. I know Sean will make sure I won’t find anything here, but Nathan can help in this for sure.

My chain of thought broke when I felt someone’s hands on my body and I didn’t need to see who it was.

His cologne reached my nostril, and my body knows his touch very well.

He held me from my back, putting his chin on my shoulder, and I was still looking at the stars.

I wonder why my body is not denying his touch?

Why am I ignoring the warnings coming from my mind? Why do I just want to live these moments?

‘Because you were craving, it’ My conscience told and I agree.

“You will catch a cold if you stay outside longer than this.” He spoke huskily, while pulling me a little more to him and rushed off some emotion I felt in my body.

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