| Rayn |..*..*..*...I stooped my car in front of funeral home, we stayed in car for a few seconds, no one said a word and it felt like if I didn’t come out of my car, she also will stay at inside for the rest of life, she seemed so distant as if she lost in sea.Getting outside from my car, I opened the car door for her and helped her to emerge from car. We walked further as finally my eyes fell on my mom.She embraced Aurora in her embrace, holding her tightly while rubbing her back up- down. But she stayed silent, her every action was robotic. She sat beside the lifeless body of her mother, Susan.As tears streamed down her face, the weight of grief became palpable now. she clung tightly to the lifeless figure in her arms. The sound of her loud sobbing echoed through the room, a raw and heartbreaking expression of the pain that had been held back until that moment.I stood there at a few distance, watching her crying, then her friends Ivy and another one console her and sat beside
|Author Pov| ..*..*..*.. As Aurora stepped through her home, a heavy sense of emptiness enveloped her. The air seemed to carry the weight of memories, each corner echoing with the absence of her mother. Her eyes, filled with a mixture of sorrow wandered across the familiar hall. Every nook and cranny held a story, a fragment of a life that seemed to have faded away. It felt like dead as if it lost its shine. She gazed into the vacant space where her mother had lived till now, The door of that room stood ajar, revealing an emptiness that echoed louder. Aurora heard the sound of footsteps, she didn't need to glance back to confirm the identity of the person approaching. Her gaze remained fixed straight ahead, avoiding the need to meet the eyes of the person behind her she went upstairs, wanted to see Lucas. Aurora's steps faltered slightly as she noticed Delilah, their trusted maid, closing the door to his room. Aurora couldn't help but ask, her voice tinged with a mix of worry and
|Author Pov | ..*..*..*.. Jaws clenched, muscles tense, giving him a dangerous air. His eyes darkened with the memory of her words. The insult lingered, leaving a bitter taste in the air. Frustration and anger simmered within Rayn as he grappled with the fresh insult. She dared to insult him for what, just because he wanted to close with her. How dare she question his right to be close to her? She was his wife, bound to be his. The very idea that he needed permission to touch her felt like a child joke. She was his fucking wife, he married her lawfully yet he needed permission to touch her, this thoughts made him laugh. Rayn had huge ego, he don’t ever let anyone go above his head and the audacity of this girl, who dared to raise her voice and label him a 'man-slut,' He used think of as naïve and innocent but he was wrong, he was fucking wrong. His ego wounded and pride bruised, he couldn't shake off the feeling of insult by her. He can’t let it go, not now or never. Fuck! His
Rayn 13 years old ..*..*..*.. He walked through the corridor of his class, His shirt, half-untucked and wrinkled; one side of his uniform seemed torn, hinting at a carefree disregard for rules. His pants bore the marks, his shoes, stained and dirty. He looked anything but student. His disheveled appearance drew glances from his classmates and teachers. The atmosphere shifted as he walked into classroom, creating a ripple of whispers among his students. Some were laughing seeing his face and some were just stood there with a smirk on face but his expression indifferent and unapologetic. He looked like someone had beaten up to the pulp; he looked nothing close to student. However, as he approached his seat and prepared to settle in, the sharp voice of his teacher pierced the air, drawing the attention of the entire class. The room fell into a hushed silence as the teacher delivered a cutting commentary on Rayn's appearance and circumstances. "What a disgusting and manner less stude
|Author POv| ..*..*..*... Aurora entered the dimly lit room, the subdued glow of a bedside lamp casting a soft illumination on the scene. She laid eyes on Rayn peacefully asleep, a wave of regret washed over her. Rayn lay there, his features softened by the embrace of sleep, his troubled expressions from earlier replaced by a calm repose. Aurora couldn't help but notice the subtle rise and fall of his chest. His disheveled hair fell gently across his forehead, he looked beautiful. She sat down beside him, her fingers instinctively reaching out to trace the contours of his soft hair. She continued to run her fingers through his hair, Guilt weighed heavily on her, and she sighed, realizing the impact of her earlier words. "I shouldn't have said those words to you," she whispered, as if confessing to the stillness of the room. "I'm sorry. Once you wake up, I will make it up to you. I promise."- She exited the room before taking a glance at him, her eyes filled with love, and her hear
|Aurora | ..*..*..*... Empty, I couldn't pinpoint the source of this emptiness. It wasn't just the void which was growing with passing time. I found myself grappling with the vast emptiness of the future. It’s been already weak since of the demise of my mother, so many things had changed already. Desperation and loneliness seeped into me; I couldn't fathom why Rayn had become so distant. I found myself isolated not only by the absence of her mother but also by Rayn. The grief that had settled within my seemed to cast a long, dark shadow over every aspect of my life, including my relationship with the man I had once called my partner. Countless nights were spent, I tried to apologize him but as always he ignored me in fact he didn’t want to stay with me in a single room. I observed Rayn's behavior with a heavy heart, He might have didn’t spent his nights outside of home because of his mother. However, despite this proximity, an impenetrable wall had risen between them, creating a p
|Aurora|..*..*..*..*...Amanda descanted down the stairs, with an apple in her hand as she took bite of it while her eyes focused at her son. She looked at her son, with a mixture of amusement and approval. A genuine smile played on Amanda's lips, adding an extra layer of uneasiness to me.Her eyes met yours, and that guileless smile remained, "Hey Aurora, you have come? Why do you standing at the gate, come inside."- Her voice relaxed, as I stood there like a fool. I felt the weight of humiliation and heartbreak intertwining. Amanda's eyes moved from her son to the young woman cradled in his lap and took her seat. There was pleasant satisfaction in her look, rather than disbelief or disgust as if she was approving of his son's actions.Caught in the crossfire of emotions, I stood witness to the betrayal not only by my husband but also by a mother-in-law who appeared to take perverse pleasure in the crumbling of my heartbreak.As tears continued to stream down my face, the overwhelm
|Aurora| ..*..*..*... The shock of his words reverberated through me. "You will not disrespect my guest, Aurora. I won't tolerate it he declared, asserting his dominance. "Guest" echoed in my mind like a cruel joke "That woman is not my guest, and she'll not stay a second in my house. Do you hear me? I want her out right now," I asserted, attempting to reclaim some semblance of control. Rayn's mocking laughter continued, cutting through the air like a sharp blade. "Your house!" he exclaimed, his tone dripping with condescension. "For your information, this house is under my name, and not only this house but also everything which was under your name is now under my name and my mother's." The revelation sent a chill down my spine, I looked at Amanda, and I turned my gaze toward Amanda, I found an unsettling uneasiness still present in her eyes, all her attention was her apple, seemingly indifferent to the emotional storm brewing just a few steps away. "Seriously, Rayn, what are yo