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
VIOLETI stared at my husband as he pulled on his suit jacket while standing in front of the floor length mirror. I was on the bed, lacing my heels but the picture my handsome husband painted was way to appealing to miss for anything. He looked edible enough to eat in the black shirt and black slacks. We were getting ready to go for dinner in the city with his uncle and as much as I wanted to rest and sleep for a bit to get rid of the jetlag I wanted to go out into the city more. “My eyes are up here, princess.”With a smile curving my lips, I looked up to meet his sherry eyes as he turned around to face me. I pursed my lips and with a teasing tone replied, “But that tushie is too impressive to not appreciate it.”“Is it, now?” He murmured as he walked toward me. I nodded and smiled when he brushed a kiss on my cheek and then crouched down in front of me to tie the laces of my heels.When he looked up, I cupped his cheeks and kissed him slowly. We hadn’t had séx for obvious medical r
VIOLETI was happy.No. That’s not right. We were happy. Impossibly so.More than I ever thought I could be, with the man that I loved with my whole heart. The man who loved me like I was the sole purpose of his life. Three weeks has passed and we were still in Italy, and to be honest, I didn’t want to leave. It was everything I could ever dream about. Turns out, I was dreaming for something I already had in my grasp. Living with Cole in Italy, in the bungalow at the corner of the city it felt like we were in our own separate heaven away from the world and it’s expectations, also away from the things that made me think that I was missing something from my life when I was already whole with him. It became our sanctuary, a place where time seemed to stand still and the worries of the world faded away.We had spent our days roaming around the city, taking pleasure in each other’s company and the sights we visited. Rome was really beautiful, alive with its energy. It’s ancient monuments