Sapphire’s POVOne week…Two weeks…Three weeks…It had been three weeks since that unfortunate, traumatic incident and nothing had been the same ever since. In fact, everything had gotten worse since then, if that was even possible. Every night when I closed my eyes, it felt like I was being transported back to that night and although, I couldn’t really see anything then, I felt it. I felt everything that bastard did to me.The feeling of his breath on my neck, his hands all over my body, his lips on me and his… I felt it all. And it was like a never-ending nightmare that I couldn’t escape from, no matter how hard I tried. There was this unshakable feeling of disgust and fear that seemed to cling to me like a stubborn stain refusing to come off no matter how hard I scrubbed. It was like it had become a part of me now. An indispensable part.Sleep became my enemy, running as far away from me as possible. The night was the worst time of my life now. It left me haunted with vivid nightm
Sapphire’s POV“Are you sure you don’t want me to come over?” Jamila asked me, her voice as soft and sweet as ever.I shook my head as if she could see me, my grip on my phone loosening. “No, you don’t have to. I’ll be fine, really.”“Really?”“Yes,” I answered. “I just want to be alone today.”“Oh yeah? And what would you be doing at home today?”I shrugged and said, a little bit unsure, “The usual.”“What’s that? Wallowing in your misery?”I let out a very long, deep sigh and closed my eyes for a moment. “No,” I mouthed, staring into space for what felt like a minute. “I’ll probably…read a book or…watch a movie or better yet…”Jamila saw right through my bullshit and quickly cut me off, “Yeah right. We both know you’ll probably just be lying in bed, staring at the ceiling all day.”“Alright, you caught me,” I uttered in defeat. “But that isn’t such a bad idea, is it?”Jamila let out a sympathetic sigh on the other end of the line. “You know, you don't have to go through this alone.
Sapphire’s POV“No way! There’s no way we’re keeping it!” Eric yelled, turning his back to me and running his hands through his hair, groaning and almost knocking some of the stuff on the dresser.“Eric, listen to me…,” I said, trying to reason with him even though it felt more pointless than a blunt pencil. But he cut me off.“No, you listen to me,” he gruffed, looking at me once again, “Look, I love you so much, Sapphire, too much that I can’t even explain it but there’s no fucking way in hell we’re keeping that thing!”That thing? Oh, he didn’t just say that! How could he call my child, the life growing inside of me a thing? How could he refer to it like it was some object, some lifeless, worthless thing? That was such an insensitive thing to say and as much as I wanted to understand how all of this was hurting him, he needed to understand where I was coming from.For the past one week, we had been having problems regarding this matter and it felt like we were stuck. We weren’t mov
Sapphire’s POV“And where the hell do you think you’re going?” Eric asked, staring so fixedly at me, watching my every move.I didn’t answer him. We were only going to just fight again and say hurtful things to each other. I wasn’t in the mood for that. I just wanted peace and quiet and to be away from him. These days, all we ever did was fight over the same issue. It was exhausting and draining whatever little bit of sanity I had left.With my pillow clutched under my arm and a blanket pressed to my chest, I headed for the door, not bothering to answer Eric’s question. What was the need to anyway? He’d been acting like he didn’t care about me ever since the first we had the fight about my pregnancy. And what’s worse? He didn’t touch me or made a move to since we got the news of my pregnancy.He must have thought I was dirty, filthy and disgusting. He probably considered me to be some kind of damaged goods. And if he didn’t think so earlier, he sure as hell did now just seeing me walk
Sapphire’s POVMy bare feet shuffled through the garden, my fingers grazing the flowers as I ambled further and further away. The cool breeze played with my hair and left the hem of my white dress fluttering in rhythm with it. It tickled my face and I forced a smile, inhaling the rich beautiful fragrance of the flowers.Subconsciously, my hand travelled to my belly, rubbing the inexistent baby bump that only I could see. Perhaps I was delusional, just imagining things but I felt the heart of my baby beating in sync with mine. I felt my child kick, savouring the gentle caresses of the breeze as well.How could Eric possibly expect me to end this beautiful life growing inside of me? I’d die before I let him or anyone else harm my child. I was going to do whatever it took to bring it to this world and give it all the love a mother could give her child. I was going to be the best mother, better than mine and Eric’s.If Eric didn’t wish to be a part of that, then it was his loss. But nothi
Sapphire’s POV“I’m sorry but she lost the baby.”The doctor’s words replayed in my ear every single minute since the day I lost my child. The day he had broken the news to us, I was distraught and words couldn’t even express how shattered and hopeless I felt. I felt like dying along with my baby. All of a sudden, my life stopped making sense.How did I get here? How did I get to this point? When did my life become such a never-ending pain-filled nightmare? It was always one problem or the other. Why couldn’t I just be happy and have peace for once? Why was I always a mess? Why was my life a mess?I thought back to how terrified and unsure I was to become a mother at first, given the traumatic circumstances. And then, how I grew to love the idea of having a child, of creating a life and nurturing it as the days passed. I had so many dreams for my baby. I was already coming up with names.But now, all those hopes and dreams lay shattered at my feet, broken beyond repair. They were brut
Sapphire’s POV“Mrs Donovan,I’m terribly sorry that you had to find out this way. I should at least have the guts to face you and say this but I don’t. And I’m even sorrier for what I did to you and for the pain I caused you. I never intended to do it. I was forced into it. As you know, the love a mother has for her child can be overwhelming and compelling; hence I did what I had to do.I’m not saying any of this to excuse my actions, for you to take pity on me or even consider forgiving me. I don’t deserve your forgiveness and I’ll carry the burden of what I did to you for the rest of my life. A week ago, I had told you and the others that my little boy was very ill and so I took a leave. But that was a lie.My son was kidnapped and they told me the only way to get him back was if I did the unthinkable-kill your baby. I didn’t want to do it but I had no choice. They threatened to kill my son. The day before I left, I laced your tea with an undetectable poison the kidnappers gave me
Sapphire’s POVI glanced down at my body. I was covered in Patricia’s blood and the footsteps were getting closer. I swallowed, cold sweat dripping out of my pores. If anyone saw me here like this, they’d think I stabbed her. I had to get out of here and fast. I got up and headed quickly for the door but I stopped dead on my tracks when someone walked in.Oh no! I was too late.“Sapphire? What the…?”“Eric?” I was relieved for a moment. It was just Eric. Surely, he wouldn’t think that I had anything to do with this. Or would he?I went over to him, my hands trembling, my voice shaking and my breathing heavy. “Eric…I…I… P…P…Patricia.”Eric gave me a hard once-over, his eyes trailing over the blood on my clothes and then darting towards Patricia’s seemingly lifeless body lying on the cold marble floor. He had an unreadable expression but his gaze was fierce and hard that I feared the worst.I didn’t know what I was expecting exactly. Perhaps I thought he’d begin with the interrogation,