"Are you sure you'll be okay without me?" I can't help but ask while we're eating breakfast.
The questions in my head last night were like kept in the box. As I said, I don't dare to confront Vicenzo. Besides, I trust him. I gave him a little trust and that little trust slowly getting bigger and bigger. Although I'm doubting a little, there is a voice inside my head saying 'your husband will never betray you and that's what I'm holding.
"Your husband is Saint Vicenzo Santorini, wife" he chuckles and pinches my left cheek "Don't worry too much" he assures me.
I heard Calcifer whistle playfully but my eyes remain on Vicenzo for a couple of seconds before I look at Calcifer and smile. I glance at Greco too but it was too brief afraid that I might meet his gaze.
Since last night, I feel a sudden aloofness towards him although we haven't talked even just for a short time still. I'm honestly afraid to look a
If death is inevitable, then I guess this is my end right now. Fresh tears start rolling down to my cheeks feeling the excruciating pain in I don't know which part of my body. A sticky liquid is slowly streaming down to the side of my head while I'm breathing heavily, gasping for air. "C-Cal..."I whisper in a dried voice trying to get Calcifer's attention. I slowly open my eyes, I was still inside the car but it is not moving anymore. I tried to lift my hand to open the door beside me but it was stuck. "C-Calcifer" I cried hopelessly pushing the door "Please..." I mumble. I sob silently and swallow the lump on my throat, I scanned my eyes around. I can't move my body, the only thing I can control is my eyes. Slowly, my gaze landed on the driver seat and my eyes widened when I saw Calcifer's back with his head on the steering wheel. "Calcifer!" I frantically called his name.
Everything happens so fast, I don't know when and how we able to escape. I just found myself sitting on the single couch pulling my legs up hugging both of my knees while covered with a thick blanket here in the living room of Vicenzo's mansion.The men in the black inside are fully alarmed. They were walking back and forth creating an unpleasant sound because of their heavy footsteps that echo the whole living room. Vicenzo left me here because he still needs to talk to someone to clean the mess and to figure out who was those men who attacked us. I on the other hand am still shaking as if I was cold when in fact I was just so scared about what happened.Now that I already escape that very dangerous situation, everything sinks in. My lips won't stop quivering and the fast beating of my heart won't calm down. I sigh and close my eyes, I hope my father is alright including Mommy Adeline, and Aliah."Young Lady, here's your tea" I heard Jana said beside me.
"You'll be okay, this is just scratch" Dra. Mhalia said while putting some ointment to the wounds on my waist.I sigh in relief knowing that it was not that serious. Our performance in La Sylphide is getting closer and closer, I missed today rehearsal and I need to cope up tomorrow. If Vicenzo let me. His words are the law, if he won't agree then I don't have a choice."I thought it's a big deal, it was bleeding so bad and so painful" I smile when she looks at me."Don't worry, it is not a serious wound. Just take a rest, your body needs that" she said and checked my both arms.She's done cleaning the scratch on my leg caused by the sharp stone. It was not that big, but not small either. The pain is bearable not like the pain on my waist a while ago. Good thing it already subsides, thanks to the painkiller that Dra. Mhalia gave me it."Thank you so much, I'm sorry for bothering you," I said and shyly smile at her.She giggles and fixes her m
Yesterday was so eventful that I couldn't even process it all. But I know I would be more traumatized to ride a car knowing that any minute someone will ambush and tried to kill me again. Good thing Vicenzo never left me alone in our room making me feel safe. He did all his paper works here in our bedroom just to make sure that I'm not gonna left our room to do my morning routine.He's overreacting actually. I am fine now, as what Dra. Mhalia said, my wounds are just scratches. I have body pain, maybe because of the impact of the car when it hit the gutter added by the soreness of my body because of my everyday ballet training. Aside from that- I have nothing to complain about. My wounds are all fine, they were not painful at all. I'm also drinking painkillers to relieve my body pain.Vicenzo is just making it looks dramatic. He's even forbidding me to leave our room and even walking on the balcony to breathe some fresh air. He's overly paranoid."Wife I'm going
I look at him and laugh lightly "Where's that question came from? " I unbelievably ask him.I can't believe he thinks such things. He went to my mother's grave twice, if I'm not mistaken. It was written on my mother's tombstone on the date of her death. It almost two decades now. I bit my lower lip and shake my head."What's with you?" I can't help but utter when he just looks at me with no evident emotions on his face."Nothing" he paused and turn his gaze back to what we are watching "It was a harmless question"I snorted playfully and lean back my head on his shoulder "That was a funny question for me" I utter "I mean, Mom is still alive in my heart. But she's already dead physically. I was there when that accident happened" I said and my voice becomes a whisper as I mention the 'accident line'."Accident?" He curiously asks and looks at me with a creased forehead.My lips curved downward and nod my head "Yes. I saw it with my two eyes, e
Days went by, everything changes so fast that I just wanted to pull the days for the fast recovery of Gordon. He is doing good now, and Boise is still with him. It's just that, I can't get used to my new bodyguards that keep on lingering around the corner. Well, Vicenzo always drives me to Zeneca Ballet, and then Greco is the one who picked me up that's why I'm kinda relieved. But still..."You can wait for me at the lobby, you don't need to follow wherever I go," I said smiling politely to the four men in black.It's uncomfortable because I'm heading to the restroom and they are still following me. I mean, Zeneca is safe. There is nothing to worry about. Besides, I'm just going to the restroom and then I head back to the dance room again to continue my routine. I am not going anywhere."But it's part of the protocol Ma'am" the other one replied that made me groaned in annoyance.Yeah right, protocol again. I wonder who made that protocol that they need t
The sky is now covered with darkness, I'm wearing my black ballet dress and cotton jacket to cover myself from the cold night breeze. I am here sitting in front of my mother's grave. I've been sitting here for almost an hour but I don't dare to open my mouth and say something. All I did is to stare at her name that was engraved on the tombstone while remembering our memories together.I wished I could turn back the time. I wished I record every moment that I had with her because I'm afraid that I might slip one memory of us. I don't want to forget any of our memories. Even our simple arguments, even my tantrums, and her sermon. I don't want to forget those things."Ma'am, we should head back home now" Piato suddenly interrupts my thoughts.I look at him through the corner of my eyes and I saw him beside me standing with his head bend down."Why?" I stupidly ask in a low tired voice.I saw him lift his head and confusingly eye me but I didn't utter
"Why are you saying that Vicenzo?" I suspiciously ask him. Does he know that Aliah talked to me? "Does it needs a reason? I want to make my wife feel at ease. With everything that happens right now, I don't have the chance to explain it to you" He puffed out a breath "Maybe that's why you are here. You're confused and maybe scared with what happens" he paused and intertwine our fingers. I saw his wedding ring again shining in the darkness of the night "But I can't promise you that it won't happen again. Still, I wanted you not to doubt me flower" I blink my eyes and my lips stretch into a smile "Should we go home?" I ask. A sly smirk automatically plastered on his lips "Piato said that you don't want to go home. What's the sudden change of mind?" He playfully asks me "Scared with me?" I irritatingly narrowed my eyes "No!" I exclaimed, "Why would I get scared with you?" He wiggles his brows "Uh-huh?" I rolled my eyes and stood u
Svanna Rose Zeneca-SantoriniWhen Vicenzo said that 'this is now over' he was wrong. That is just the end of our first journey together and the beginning of another battle that we must conquer together. During that last fight with Flacara Mafia, everything changes. Gordon died... Mom killed him intentionally. I couldn't accept it. But I need to be strong because he told me that he wanted to see me rising from the spotlight.I thought being the prima ballerina is the peak of my dreams. But then I realize that I just wanted to have Vicenzo stay with me the rest of our life. I don't need to be the prima ballerina of Zeneca Ballet or to be the white swan of Swan Lake play. Because I am already the prima ballerina to my own story and I just have to recognize that the main character doesn't just always play at the center. She could be a black swan like me.And this is my last dance, my last dance as the black swan. Because
When you thought everything is okay, reality will suddenly slapped you real hard- that no matter how good everything was, bad things is still right behind the corner waiting for the right time to strike again and mess your life again.It's always like that. You're a happy and then you're sad later. If you're sad now, you're happy later. It is a continuous cycle, a very redundant scenario. It was like a story that has a same plot but with different lines. It so fuck up!Before I end up in this kind of mess, in this kind of danger- everything is just good compare now. I have a peaceful and quite life away from trouble. I know it's boring because I spent all my life in dancing isolating myself from the people around me.I don't have a good relationship to my father, we don't usually talk, we don't even eat a meal together. I am not that welcome to the eyes of Mommy Adie even to Aliah, my haft sister. I was the black swan of the Zeneca family. I exist but only as th
"Where did you go?"I lift my head and I saw Vicenzo looking at me seriously. His rugged face is screaming with annoyance. He doesn't look pleased and I know the reason why.But instead of being scared with his unwelcoming greeting, I walk fast towards him and hug him tightly. I felt him stilled and his body went rigid with our sudden contact. But later after I felt his arm wrap around my waist and possessively pulled me even more to him.He's sitting on the single couch while I'm sitting on the top of his lap facing him with my legs wide open. Our position is quite awkward but I don't really care, I feel bad because of what happen."Tell me what happen?" He whisper while caressing my back.I sniff and buried my face on his neck "I miss Mom..." I whisper.He sigh "That's why you sneak out?" He utter in a controlled tone of voice.I pulled away and face him. His brows furrowed when he saw the dry tears in my face but later on his face
"No..." I shake my head and close my eyes "No...this is not true. I am just hallucinating. This is not true" I mumble to myself and pulled my hair.There's no way my Mom is alive after all these years. I always visit her grave, I always visit her whenever I miss her. Whenever I felt like everything seems against me. Whenever I felt alone..."You are not hallucinating Chèrie," Gianni said behind me "Tita Vanda is alive. She's alive Svanna Rose. The reason why Tito Roman doesn't want you to visit her grave is because she was never been buried-""No!" I scream, shaking my head "Mom is dead! She's not my Mom!" I exclaimed crying while looking at the woman in front of me who look exactly like me."Tito Romano never visit her grave, it's because he know that Tita Vanda never die in the first place-""Stop it Gianni!" I cut him off, breathing heavily while my eyes is clouded with tears.I shook my head and step back. My heart is beating fast
Let's meet...I close my eyes and took a deep breath. Wearing a black longsleeve top and black gap fit leggings I sneak out to the backyard of the mansion. It took me almost ten minutes before I successfully climb the tall wall that surrounded the mansion. I actually make sure that Vicenzo men is done checking the area before I sneak out.I honestly don't know why do I need to sneak out. But then my instinct is telling me that Vicenzo will not let me if I ask him to meet Gianni knowing that Calcifer and Greco has a suspicion to my cousin.I'm stubborn, I know that. But I really need to do this. I don't understand what does he mean by his message. Mom is alive? And he doesn't want Vicenzo to be my husband? That's absurd! That's crazy.I sigh and fix my black cap before I run away, making sure that nobody notice my disappearance. I immediately call a cab and give the address to the driver who keep on glancing at me because of my weirdness. Oh yeah,
I am crying non-stop, I don't know what to do. Dra. Mhalia is trying to reach me out and talk to me but I couldn't open my mouth to speak back. The image of Piato being shot in his shot as he slowly fell on the floor keep on rolling back inside my head. It keep on replaying like a broken movie tape. It won't stop bugging me. I am guilty, scared, and anxious."Mrs. Santorini..." Dra. Mhalia whisper, wanting to get my attention.With weary eyes, I turn my gaze at her. She's sitting on the chair beside my bed wearing the same white lab gown. I sniff when she smile at me, as if she's telling me that everything is alright without uttering a word."W-Where's Vicenzo?" I stuttered.I'm the first one who break the sound of my soft cries. I brush off those dry tears in my face. Worries is very visible in my eyes and I couldn't hide it. How will I do that if I am eating my guilt. I am asking them what happen to Piato but none of them gave me an assuring answer. The
"I don't understand him..." I whisper when I get back inside the car.I felt Piato look at me through the rearview mirror but I just remain my gaze out of the window staring at Gianni who's still standing in front of my mother's tombstone facing us.I suddenly recall what Calcifer told me. He said Gianni didn't attend the last board meeting after his business trip in Russia. I don't exactly know what kind of business he went there, but Cal said that there is something odd with my cousin and he will figure it out and inform me.I took a deep breath and my phone suddenly rang. Without a second thought, I pull it out from my clutch bag. Vicenzo's name flashes on the screen so I immediately press the answer button, afraid that I might worry him."Where are you?" He asks in a low controlled tone of voice without greeting me.I bit my lower lip and hesitantly look at Piato who also looks nervous because of the sudden call."I'm on my way home now"
After spending a week on our honeymoon, everything turns back to normal. Daddy Victor and some of Vicenzo's cousins return to Italy. While Vicenzo on the other hand is now busy managing his company. He has loads of paper works to do, and I heard Greco is already complaining about those business proposals that have not been reviewed yet.But despite his busy schedule, he always makes time for me. He wakes up early than usual to prepare our breakfast- yes! He's like a house husband, he's the one who makes our breakfast. He even memorizes my diet plan. For the past few days, I really feel how Vicenzo exerts too much effort to become the husband that he promised to me.He's very patient with my schedule, Calcifer always makes fun of him calling him 'Mr. understanding husband' because of his sudden changes. Although he came home late, he was still able to wake up early the next day. He's not that grumpy as before, he is always gentle and calm now. But one thing that will ne
I softly moan when I felt the sunbeam kissed my face. I turn around facing my back to the window hiding my face on the pillow I'm hugging. I am still sleepy, and my body still can feel what happen last night.I felt my face flushed although I'm haft asleep. Remembering the intimate night with my husband makes me blush. It seems like my face heated on its own so I cover my face even more.But then I felt a strong arm rested on my waist and then the bed move. The smell of bath soap invades my nostrils when I felt something soft touch the side of my forehead. My nose should be irritated with the sudden scent but then, it smells so nice being whiffed by a scent of cool mint. My soreness seems like disappear, everything feels so good and warm now, when the arm pulled me, caging me into a tight embrace."Wake up now, sleepyhead" I heard Vicenzo whisper in my left ear using his hoarse voice.I moan softly again with that simple sweet gesture from him. He always