VIOLET“Lily...” Her name on my lips was like a bitter poison, ready to ruin whatever semblance of peace I’d been feeling with Cole all these weeks. Suddenly, everything was painted in the shades of doubts and betrayal. Why didn’t he tell me?As I stood there, frozen in uncertainty, Lily snarled at me, her eyes blazing with unhinged fury. She advanced on me, but Elle and Bree pulled me back and as if realizing that we weren’t alone she faltered within touching distance. Her voice trembled with raw emotion as she gritted out, “Yes, Lily. The love of his life. My Nicholas,” she spat, each word dripping with bitterness and resentment, and making deep gauges in my chest. “The woman whose place you took. The woman whose life you stole.”My heart pounded in my chest, my mind reeling with disbelief and a part of me remembering the same words that her brother had spoken to me too. I had never imagined I would come face to face with her, especially not like this—in my own home. Was it? Was it
COLEViolet and I sat on the couch. She was in my arms, her body leaning into me as if she didn't want to leave the warmth of my embrace. With my heart heavy and guilt coursing through my veins, I realized in trying to hide my own lies I had allowed her to do the same, so much that she kept such a big secret from me. “When did you find out?” I asked, my voice soft, but there was an underlying tension beneath my skin, snapping my bones and settling deep in my gut.Violet looked up at me, her blue eyes were red rimmed as her gaze roamed over my face. Whatever she read on my face, it gave her enough courage to answer, “The day I received an invitation for your engagement.”“Almost a month, princess?” She looked away, her gaze flickering in apparent guilt and her cheeks turning red as she chewed on her bottom lip. “Why didn't you tell me? Were you hoping to keep it a secret till your delivery date?” It had been that long? That she had kept this secret from me for so long? When was she goi
During all the storms we face, I promise to love you all the way... In each other's arms, we find solace, come what may. ~ A. GuptaCOLEAs Violet disappeared inside the bathroom to change back into her clothes from the hospital gown, my heart pounded in my chest with a sense of foreboding. The doctor’s sad gaze lingered on me, and I knew in that moment that something wasn’t right. Dread coiled in the pit of my stomach as I braced myself for the worst.“What is it, doctor?” I asked, my voice trembled with barely contained emotion as I met her eyes. Doctor Kamla's expression softened with sympathy as she delivered the devastating news. “I’m sorry, Nicholas,” She began gently, her voice tinged with regret, “It appears that Violet is experiencing an ectopic pregnancy. The fetus is growing in her fallopian tube, which poses a serious risk to her health.”I stared at her, unable to comprehend the words she was speaking. I think even with my doubts somewhere I had thought there was a chan
COLEI paced back and forth outside the hospital room, my mind consumed by a whirlwind of fear and uncertainty. I was trying to be calm but it was impossible. I had only managed to calm down because somehow my princess has been the strong one between us today. She held me together like a glue while I came apart at the seams. Now, once again I looked at the watch around my wrist. It had been more than an hour since they wheeled her in for the surgery. I couldn't even bring myself to tell her what the doctor has said, but on the other hand my princess was the one who told the doctor that she was ready for the surgery. I thought she was still in a shock but then she had smiled at me and asked to not cry. She was trying to be strong for my sake because she was too calm, and I knew she'd break. I just hope this time too, I'll be able to help her to piece herself back together.Now as I waited outside the OT, each passing moment felt like an eternity as I waited for the news of Violet’s co
VIOLETI woke up in the warmth of Cole’s arms and even though I had been doing nothing but sleeping since the last few days that we’ve come home after my surgery in the hospital, still exhaustion weighed me down. The events of the past few days had taken their toll, leaving me drained both physically and emotionally. And, I knew I wasn’t alone. As I looked at my husband’s peaceful face, I took notice of the grey circles under his eyes and how tense he looked even in his sleep. Since last few days Cole had been my shadow, taking care of my every need even before I could voice it and hiding his own pain to relieve me of mine. But I knew that I couldn’t afford to lose myself in my heartbreak anymore than I already have. He needed me too. All this time he had been my pillar of strength throughout this ordeal, and now it was my turn to be there for him. I couldn't just keep taking because he had been doing nothing but giving since the moment he has come into my life. My eyes filled with
COLE“I don’t know if this is the right thing to do.” I said as I looked down at the passports in front of me.“That’s what he wants.” Brandon responded. He was the one who had called me and asked to meet me, and because I wanted to let him and everyone else back in Willow Creek know about our impending trip to Italy, I had agreed to meet him. We haven’t had a get together since after the hospital and I was hoping that I and Violet will be at good place the next time we meet them. A part of me also wondered if everyone being happy with their kids was the reason that she wanted to leave, to not be reminded of what she was missing. It had been a week since we decided to leave for Italy without any plans of coming back any sooner. And surprisingly Violet and I had spent that week healing each other. We cried together. Woke up with the other when one of us suffered through a nightmare. Sat there on the floor when the pain became too much that we couldn’t put into words. And then hugged e
VIOLETA nervous energy hummed beneath my skin. It was the first time I was going to fly in a plane. And not just any ordinary plane. We were going to Italy in one of his Uncle’s jet and it appeared bigger than the usual one. I had heard him talking to his uncle on a video call. Cole had denied his uncle’s offer and mentioned that we could fly business class but his uncle had pushed. Cole had said, “But, seriously, I’d rather not have my wife in that jet where you spent your days partying and doing God knows what not.”“I haven’t touched that thing in so long.” Came his uncle’s accented reply.“Seriously? How long was that?” My husband had asked sceptically. “Four months?”I had almost laughed out loud at that but then I'd silently nodded at Cole to agree, as since our loss his uncle has been trying to cheer us up by doing things in his own way. He sent us a custom made Aston Martin and a Ferrari, for god sake. Apparently his uncle has so much money that a few hundred millions were p
VIOLETWe landed in Italy and was welcomed by the warm embrace of the Mediterranean sun, its golden rays casted a luminous glow upon everything it touched. I watched my beautiful husband as he talked to the man who had approached us as soon as we had stepped down out on the tarmac. I held a bouquet of exotic flowers, courtesy of my husband’s uncle, a welcome to his country. But even those beautiful flowers didn’t hold my attention as my gaze went back to my husband as he made his way toward us and I saw the sun glittering in his brown eyes, reminding me all the time he had been the light in my darkness. I took notice of the way his shoulders were relaxed and the pleasant smile that curved his lips and I knew that coming here was the best decision. As he drew closer, he held up the keys. “I guess my uncle decided to ignore our wish to refuse his gifts.”I arched a brow. “What's that?” He grabbed my hand and said, “Let’s see.” We walked off the runway. The man following us with our