Some nightmares stay with you even when you're awake. ~ A. Gupta.COLEI Wake up with a jerk, my whole body covered in sweat and trembling as if I was still sobbing my heart out like I was doing in my nightmare because it was a nightmare, I realised as I sat up and looked around my suite in the hotel at the outskirts of the town. I palmed my face in my hands and pulled back to see my palms wet, it seems I had shed real tears in the gut wrenching nightmare I just had.In my nightmare, Lily was standing at the top of the stairs, looking same as the day she had looked years back on my birthday. And she was pregnant, this time she had a swollen belly and she was smiling at me as she made her way downstairs with a hand on her stomach, only she never made it. Her scream still echoed in my ears as if she was in the room with me, the same way she had screamed in the nightmare when her foot slipped and she rolled down the stairs. And no matter how much my dream version I tried, I couldn’t mov
Time doesn't heal, you just start to live with the pain and it becomes a part of you. ~ A. GuptaCOLE“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked as I stepped out of the bedroom and found Alex lounging in one of the sofas in the drawing room.“Is this how you tell me that you missed me?” He said, “Explains all this empty bottles.”I looked at the mentioned bottles. Since that night when everything went to shît, I had barely eaten but chose to drink my sorrows. It didn't help but at least it lessened the frequency of my nightmares. “What do you want, Alex? I thought you all didn't care anymore.”“Don’t be sad, Cole. We didn't abandon you but we couldn’t let Vi think that we were taking your side.” His dark brows lowered and he pointed at my hands that were bruised and swollen from the fight I got into last night. “You could've called me or better yet Maddox if you wanted to use your fists. He is the one who is too furious with you.”“Not you?” I asked.He shrugged one shoulder. “I don'
It’s a bitter pill to swallow— to love someone so intensely yet unable to bridge the divide that has created between the two. ~ A. Gupta.VIOLETI Wasn’t ready to face him yet, not after that day when he told me that he won’t give me my dream and never become part of it. All these days, I had spent pretending that my heart doesn’t hurt. I went on with my life like he hadn’t stomped all over my emotions and my dreams to be with him. To build a family with him like Mad had with Bree, and now Dom was getting with Kiara. Next, it will be Brandon and if fate had it one day it will be Alex but if I stayed with him and I won’t, because he wouldn’t let me.Now as I stood in my small apartment, facing him, palpable tension surrounded us. There was a dot of blood at the corner of his lips where Maddox punched him and made his bottom lip split open, it was now starting to quickly swell as I watched. And instinct almost had me reaching out for me, but I held myself glued to my spot. My scream h
COLE“You need to come back.”I looked down at the text displayed on my phone screen for the dozenth time now and my gut clenched, because something didn't feel right about this text. And a part of me was afraid that Mad was texting me this because Violet got what she really wanted, the timeline was perfect for it as it had been more than three weeks now since I came back to New York.My thumb hovered on the keyboard to type a message back but before I could bring myself to do it, another text popped up. “She tried to burn her paintings, man. This is not good.”A cold chill ran down my spine, freezing my blood in my veins. The glass of whisky slipped from my fingers, making a thud as it dropped down on my father’s office desk, sloshing the golden liquid everywhere. The conversation between my father and Uncle, that I was only pretending to listen to, came to a halt.“What is it?” My father asked and I could feel the weight of my Uncle’s eyes on me through the screen of the laptop.“I
COLEShe hadn’t stopped crying, even when she was sleeping I could see the tears leaking from the corner of her eyes. I hate it. I hate that she’s in so much pain. I didn’t know what I’d have done if she had gotten her wish, but I knew that I didn’t like what she had become now. It’s like she had lost all the spark of life and all she did was cry and stare at her ruined paintings as she stood at the threshold of her painting room.She was standing there now and as I walked to her, in a voice that was low and gentle, I asked her, “Do you want to go to the Carter house, princess?”I knew she heard me, I saw the change in her posture. Every time she has looked at me since last two days, she had that look in her eyes that kept fûcking with my mind. It was not crazed but it didn’t look right either. She looked at me like I was the reason for all her pain and also like she hated me for needing me at the same time. It scares me to think at any moment, she will pull back and decide that she d
NATALIEI learnt it the hard way that being gifted with children was something not every women has. It took me several heart-breaking years to come to that realisation. But I had my son’s and their father to support me, who kept me from going off the deep end into the dark abyss that will chew you up and swallow everything good in your life. Jared had stopped me from slipping into that hole and kept me tethered to my life and saved not only me but our sons from a future where they’ll grow up without a mother.Jared helped me to grow up and made me see reason. He loved me to the point that I won’t ever feel that something was missing. Even when Bree and Kiara came into our sons’ lives he was the one who made me see how I can still be a mother to those who needed one, and they needed me. They came to me when my sons pushed them away and hurt them, they relied on me for advices regarding my own sons and I always remained non-judgemental and unbiased. I always loved them and treated them
White lies are the sweet illusions we create to shield others from the harshness of the reality. .VIOLETI had known for some time that this was my home. The Carter house, where I felt loved and a part of a big family that took me in as their own. Even when I felt alone in my pain I never was, because they never let me be. Just like now.... Bree and Kiara sat on either side of me, their sons were with Mom and Dad who had left me alone with Cole but we were interrupted by Mad and Dom who were followed by their wives.Mad was standing beside Cole, whose sherry eyes I could feel on me as I silently listened to Kiara and Dom bicker as she tried to push him off her lap but he refused to go. “I swear, kitten, if you try to push me again I’ll spânk your arse red.”Kiara let out a low growl but she stopped pushing at him, instead her fingers found their way in his hair as she softly massaged his head. Bree nudged my shoulder and when I looked at her, she whispered, “Dom didn't get to sleep
VIOLETAs I sat in the car next to Cole, the weight of the unknown hung heavily in the air. The suffocating silence pressed down on me, making me more aware of the strange air that surrounded us since he announced in front of everyone that he was going to fulfil a promise made to me. My thoughts were a swirling chaos, each one vying for my attention as I grappled with the uncertainty of what lay ahead as the way he had looked at me refused to leave my mind, and I was sure something will change tonight. What? I did not have any idea, which was the reason every cell in my body felt unsure and nervous.As our small town passed in a blur, doubts gnawed at the edges of my mind, casting shadows on everything I knew about the dynamics between us where he always put my emotions and wants first when it came to the physical or sexual aspect of our relationship. But when this time he asked me to give him tonight, to let him have this... I knew it was his way of asking for control and in return h