Sophia When you are happy living the life you never thought you would get to live, you don’t even notice how fast time flies by. When you enjoy every moment of your day with the people you love and who love you back, nothing but them matters, and no problem in this world seems too complicated. When you love someone with love born out of hate, a love that grew from a single spark into a full-blown wildfire, you have a hard time grasping reality. You’d often catch yourself thinking your life was a dream you would soon wake up from, and everything would disappear. The fear of losing what is most important to you would come in waves, and you would pinch yourself to make sure you were awake. It’s been more than two months since Kieran and I started living like the married couple we were, and Ellie and Philip returned from their extended honeymoon. Except for Nora being an occasional pain in the ass, everything else was perfect. Each day I would spend time in the office, have lunch with
Sophia “Don’t worry, dear. I’m perfectly all right.” The woman spoke before she swiftly turned around and left, leaving me behind frozen in place, unable to move even when my eyes couldn’t find her anymore. It was over. It was all over. She’s found me. The life I built here was falling down like a house of cards, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I looked through the crowd frantically, trying to spot the grey bundle of hair, but I failed to locate her. Did that mean I only imagined her? Was she really here? She didn’t come after Ellie and me? But her voice was too vivid in my head, too real. Aunt Moira was here. “Hey, Sophia, are you OK?” Clara’s hand on my shoulder snapped me back to reality, and I pulled all the strength I had to nod and fake a smile. Yes. Sorry. Let’s go.” Not knowing how my legs carried me forward, we entered the building, and the elevator took us to the 21st floor. As we rode up, so did my lunch, and I barely held it in until I heard the char
SophiaAs the taxi pulled in front of the inconspicuous diner located on the questionable outskirts of the city, I genuinely thought I was going to have a heart attack. But the reflection of my face in the tinted window was perfectly composed, with no signs of the turmoil that was wracking me from within. Good. At least Aunt Moira wouldn’t have a way of knowing how I really felt... how scared shitless I was.I paid the driver and stepped out of the vehicle, enjoying the temporary relief the fresh breeze brought. Reluctantly, I forced my legs to take me towards the entrance. With a deep sigh, my hand wrapped around the handle, and I pushed the door forward. Almost immediately, the smell of rancid oil invaded my senses, and I felt like throwing up again. However, my never-ending nausea had to wait.Stepping inside, I looked around, trying to find a familiar face, but besides an elderly couple in the booth and a middle-aged guy wearing a denim jacket and baseball hat, there was no one el
SophiaThe ride from the diner where Kieran ‘picked me up’ to home was silent. Dreadful.All along, Kieran was squeezing the steering wheel of his SUV; his knuckles were white from the pressure. It was more than obvious how mad he was. Mad at me.And I? I cried throughout the long ride from one side of the city to the other. Silent tears couldn’t stop running down my cheeks; only a yelp from time to time would break the silence in the car. However, they made Kieran even more enraged, so I tried to swallow each one of them.We were passing the gate of the estate when I muttered: “I’m sorry.”I wasn’t sure if he had heard me at all, but the way the car accelerated and halted in front of the house told me he didn’t miss what I said.Because of a rough ride and a bitter cocktail of emotions mixing up in me, nausea that hadn’t really left me since lunch culminated, and I barely opened the door before I started gagging. But my stomach was already empty; I had nothing to throw up. The next t
Sophia“What is your plan now?” he asked, pulling me into his strong embrace, giving me a place to rest my aching soul.I nested my head in the crook of Kieran’s neck and inhaled the scent of his cologne deeply. God, how I loved his smell!His arms were wrapped around my body, and I wiggled a bit to find the most comfortable position, which earned me a loud groan. I muttered ‘sorry,’ but otherwise didn’t move.“Are you going to leave me now?” I had to know, no matter what his answer would be.“What? Why would I do that?” Kieran tried to move back, but I clung to him with all my might. “Tell me, what are your plans for the current issue? What did Moira ask from you?” he pressed again.“A million dollars,” I admitted reluctantly.“I hope you didn’t consider paying for the blackmail.”“No… because I don’t have that kind of money. I considered offering half the sum and hoping she would accept it.”“You cannot negotiate with the extortionist, Sophia! Once you play by their rules, there’s n
SophiaI had trouble sleeping that night. Or it would be more accurate to say I didn’t get a minute of sleep. I tossed and turned and woke Kieran a few times, but he would pull me closer to himself before he drifted away.Ever since Kieran and I started sharing the bed, my nightmares were gone and my dreams were blissful. Something about his embrace gave me a sense of security and belonging, but not this time. My mind was overwhelmed by the constant rush of thoughts, and I could do nothing to turn off the reruns of yesterday’s events.Bill Marlow wasn’t dead. I didn’t kill him.That changed everything!The last six years of my life were based on the fact that I was a murderer. It painted the background of each and every day of my existence; it influenced my decisions and basically determined who I came to be.This made me ask myself the same question over and over again: Would I be who I was today if things hadn’t played out the way they have? Would I be where I am if my life wasn’t d
Sophia “Where is she?” I woke up with one thing in mind – I wanted to wrap my hands around Moira’s neck and look her in the eyes as I squeezed the life out of her. I was lying on the sofa, the comforter covering me lightly. Kieran was sitting beside my feet, and I moved them to make more space for him. “Police took her away half an hour ago.” He said quietly, confirming my unspoken questions. It was true. I didn’t dream it; I didn’t imagine it. Once again, I couldn’t hold back the tears. I let them fall freely for all the years I spent grieving the loss of my parents, thinking it was some higher power that decided Ellie and I should suffer the greatest pain children could live through. At one moment, I felt Kieran shift in his place, moving closer to me and pulling me into his embrace, offering me what I needed the most – a shoulder to cry on. “Do you know why?” The voice sounded strange and distant, perfectly reflecting how I felt. A part of my soul detached, numbing me. “You
Sophia“Oh, he’s absolutely gorgeous!” I gushed as my eyes soaked up the little bundle of perfection in Philip’s arms.He was standing with his son securely wrapped in his fatherly embrace while Ellie was shooting a beaming smile towards them from the bed she was resting on.“Yes, he is.” Philip proudly whispered so that he wouldn’t disturb the baby’s precious sleep.The baby had perfectly plump skin and a smidgeon of sandy blond hair, a cross between his parents’. His eyes were tightly shut, and I couldn’t see their color, but something told me it would be a mix of blue and gray.“Have you decided on the name yet?” I whispered.“Christopher.” Ellie proclaimed, and I yelped in helplessness.“Oh, Ellie.” I stepped closer to the bed and pulled my sister in a hug. “You named him after our father?”Instead of answering, Ellie nodded, her eyes welled up with tears. But I couldn’t allow the happiest moment of her life to be destroyed by the sad memories we shared.As if he could sense the s
This is how it all began It all began when a person I trusted betrayed me in the worst possible way, resulting in me losing my job. It all began when I got home early and stopped my sister from making the biggest mistake of her life. It all began with a slap. It all began with a hand wrapped around my neck. It all began one day in March when I met him. It all began when I met Kieran King. The man that changed my life completely. It all began with the hate I held for the man that blackmailed me into marriage. It all began with hate that slowly, without me noticing, turned into love… unconditional and undying love for the man that stormed into my life, turning it upside down. It all began with a past that caught on to me. It all began with the past that caught on to him. It all began with greed. It all began with obsession. This is how it all ended It all ended in danger. It all ended in fear. It all ended in justice. It all ended in chance. It all ended in love. It a
KieranTo say that the past three years of living with Sophia were not a bumpy ride would be a lie.To say that those three years were not the best years of my life would also be a lie. No, scratch that. It would be blasphemy. That was why I had no intention of uttering such atrocity.Sophia turned out to be a real angel in disguise, just as my instincts were telling me she would be from the moment we met. Though turning into a little devil was not unfamiliar to her, I came to love that naughty side of her. To say that we didn’t have the best start would be an understatement. And that was nobody’s fault but mine. At first, driven by the pure desire to prove Sophia was not what she seemed, I did the unimaginable; I hurt her both physically and mentally on more than one occasion. It was a borderline miracle that she found it in her heart to forgive my sins and never speak of them in any ill manner. Pretty soon, all my attempts to portray Sophia as the bad guy in our story flopped beca
Sophia 4 months later To say that my life in the past couple of months was anything less than a fairytale would be a complete and notorious lie. That’s why I had no intention of uttering such blasphemy. Because it was exactly that – a life I never dared to imagine. Kieran was the most wonderful husband a woman could wish for; he was caring and gentle, loving and thoughtful, and he was all mine, unconditionally. Just as I was his. To say that I didn’t enjoy the pampering and all the attention Kieran showered me with would also be a lie. I absolutely loved it! I loved every cuddle and every kiss. I loved every breakfast in bed and every late-night snack hunt he went on for me. I loved how he knew my every thought as if he was reading my mind, and I loved how there were no more ominous storms in those beloved grey skies trapped in his eyes. To say that Kieran was a totally different man would be a lie, too. Yes, he was open with me, and I was sure he didn’t lie or hide things from
SophiaMuch to my dismay, I spent an entire week in the hospital, even though I felt better after a few days. I suspected Kieran had something to do with it since doctors were ready to release me to recover at home. But I didn’t mind it, as I perfectly understood why he did it. There wasn’t anything but pure worry about my well-being in his actions; he only wanted to be sure I was all right.After all the walls between us came tumbling down like they were made of sand, Kieran and I formed a connection on an entirely new level. There were no more secrets and half-truths, no more lies.My husband never left my side during the seven days I was bedridden. He hovered over my every breath and flinched at every sigh I failed to hide. Some other me, me before him, would’ve probably gone mad from all the fuss he was making, but I? I loved it! I enjoyed every second of it, and I didn’t want it to end.Was I ever scared that he would change back to the man he was when I met him? Cold and demandi
SophiaWhen I woke up fairly rested, in pain and still not remembering how I ended up in the hospital, pregnant nonetheless, I demanded the answers Kieran owed me, but a more important thing came up. Doctors needed to check on the baby as soon as I was awake, and I had nothing against it. What’s more, I wanted to make sure she was OK.Yes, some inner voice whispered into my ear that it was a girl, and I believed it, while Kieran strongly protested, claiming he was sure it was a boy, though I could see a smile in his eyes that he tried to hide.Nurses rolled in the ultrasound machine, and a doctor I hadn’t seen before came in too. After a few quick questions I answered to the best of my knowledge, the nurse helped move the hospital gown up to reveal my belly. The gel they applied on my skin was unpleasantly cold, but Kieran’s hand that took hold of mine made my nervousness disappear as if it was never there, and all that was left was anticipation to see what the ultrasound would show.
Sophia“Kieran?”As I laid in bed, unable to get up properly, a thousand thoughts ran through my mind. What the hell was he thinking, standing there, watching me like a hawk? I hated that unreadable facial expression of his, the one he mastered to annoy me when I couldn’t figure out what was going on in that damn head of his.“Did you know about this?” My voice was a mere whisper, but the twitch of Kieran’s eye meant he understood me perfectly.Finally, he moved and came to sit beside me. “The doctors informed me earlier.”Then it hit me.Kieran couldn’t have kids! I could recall the day when he told me the truth to the last detail; every word spoken, every emotion they awoke. I knew how Kieran felt about his condition, how haunted he was, and how much strength it took him to talk with me about the option for us to start a family. And now this?How was this possible? How was I pregnant? Were we this blessed to have a baby conceived the natural way?Was this why Kieran was so grim and
SophiaBam! Bam! Bam!What the hell was that noise?Beep! Beep! Beep!Swoosh… tap, tap, tap.Four different sounds were distinguishable even though they were simultaneous, but I couldn’t make out the murmurs in the background, no matter how hard I focused. They stayed far away and unreachable, taunting me, frustrating me.Why was it dark?What happened to the light?I tried opening my eyes, but it seemed like the hardest task in the world; my lids were too heavy to lift.A storm of confusion raided my mind and the noises! Oh, they drove me crazy!Where was I?Another loud bang resonated around me, this time much louder; my ears were hurting from its potency, but every reaction failed me, and I started to panic. What was happening to me?The beeping sound picked up its pace, pushing my panic into overdrive. I wanted to move, to run away from it, but my legs wouldn’t listen to me.That’s when I became aware of the pain.It hurt... My arms, chest... back, feet, even my damn hair hurt!I
KieranFree of the desperation that broke my body and mind, I ran through the hospital, aiming for the rooftop. Security stopped me from entering the elevator, so I tried the stairs, but they caught me on the second floor, delivering a message from my brother to stop acting crazy.Though Philip was right, I’d reconsider the new CT scan donation I promised to the director.Two guards led me to the waiting area, and moments later, a nurse exited a room and came straight to me.“Mister King, our best team of doctors is with your wife. They’re doing everything necessary to make sure there are no hidden threats to her health.”Barely comprehending what the brunette was saying, I headed to the room, but she stopped me, blocking my way.I pulled my hands into fists, directing the fury for the woman into them. Should I kill her right now?As if she could read my mind, she cast her eyes down to the floor, trying to hide from my murderous intentions. but still didn’t move.“Sir, I can’t let you
Kieran“Simon,” I said as soon as I laid my eyes on Philip.“Already called him. He’s on his way.” He was on the phone. “And I have the captain on the line.”Good. With how much money I donated to the Police Department just this year, the President of the fucking country should be on the line!The only thing that kept me from succumbing to the despair that lurked around me in the shadows of my rationality was Sophia.She needed me sane now more than ever, and I couldn’t afford to fall apart.“Yes!” Philip nodded as if his interlocutor could see him. “All right, Captain. Keep me updated.” With that, he cut the call and focused solely on me.“The highway is blocked, and the pursuit has visual.”We were standing in the hospital parking lot where he rushed to meet me, assuming he didn’t want me anywhere near his wife, who had just given birth and witnessed her sister being abducted.And he was right.If I looked half of how I felt, I for sure didn’t appear as anything less than a monster.