Zared started approaching Lily, his ocean blue eyes were now a shade darker than before. His steps were slow. Lily was finding it hard to stand still at one place, her period cramps kicked in and she closed her eyes in the pain but couldn't make it obvious. She forwarded her steps in order to lighten her pain through the movement in her body. He didn't break the eye contact he was holding with Lily. She was confused, she didn't know why he was coming towards her, she tried to recall everything she did during the day, thinking what would make him angry this time, what did she do. He stopped right in front of her, she felt a sharp pain in her scalps as he pulled her hair and dragged her by it behind him. She screamed, asked him to leave, asked what did she do this time, but, nothing, not a thing worked on him, not a thing she said or asked made him utter a word.Her eyes were wet, the tears didn't leave her eyes, they were not of sorrow but out of pain, the pain caused in her scalps b
She saw her reflection in the mirror in front, the bags under her eyes, her cheeks sucked in, her color paler than before, her cheeks red and dry. She turned a little bit just to see blood stains on the back of her shirt, she gasped, the wounds did pain alot but she didn't know they would be this bad, she realized the wet feeling she was feeling earlier on her back wasn't sweat, it was blood from the wounds Zared made with his belt. She went to Zared's room to get water from the jug he had in his room since she had no stamina to go down stairs, she chugged the water in one go and laid back on her bed, she spent the night somehow managing everything. She didn't cry, she was too low on energy to cry, she drifted to sleep earlier than usual because of the tiredness present in her. It was bright outside, the sun shone brightly and the wind blew softly. Zared came home around midnight last night. He still got up at his usual time to get ready and head to the company. On arriving near the
Drip drip drip....the stream of blood dripping from her wrist, she looked down at her wrist and frowned then looked up at her reflection. No pain, she didn't feel any kind of pain, the blood dripped and dripped and dripped but Lily didn't feel any kind of pain because if it ,how was this possible, she stood confused.Was it because of all the pain she was already in that cancelled this one ? Was it because she has been through worse ? Her vision blurred, her eyes lids felt heavy and everything went black the next moment."Everyone knew this day was coming, I'm not surprised."Lily's eyes opened from the heavy voice, it was familiar but she was too tired to figure out whose it was. The bright white lights made it hard for her to open her eyes, a stinging feeling continued in her head. She was lying on what felt like a bed. She tried to open her eyes all the way but failed, she kept her eyes closed.Her mind ran through what she heard earlier "Everyone knew this day was coming, I'm no
As the nurse was out of sight, Lily dialled Zared's number and held it to her ear, multiple rings but no answer, she called him multiple times but he didn't answer. A drop of sweat visible on her forehead, she took a deep breath and rested her back. What if he was arrested ? No, the news would show it if he was. The lines if tension on her forehead eased down as she tried to comfort herself, another thought clouded her mind. Why would he do it though? He says he has no feelings for her but then gets mad when he even thinks about her with another man. Zared was sitting in his cabin as his eyes moved to another call from Lily, he let out a sigh of frustration and switched his phone silent, she was calling him from the past 5 minutes but he knew what she was calling for, probably she felt alone and wanted him by his side, she wasn't that sick to be honest, just a cut on her wrist. Zared thought to himself, but then the doctor flashed accross his mind when he said "One more minut
Lily read through the comments about the article, stress lined her forehead as she continued. She hadn't had the chance to talk with Zared about this and her suspicion of Zared being the one behind this was still hanging in the air. Even though she was the one who was avoiding talking with Zared most of the time, she still wanted an answer to this, she was worried he might get hurt because of this, no matter how big the family name was, very few people could survive a murder scandal and the thought worried her. Meanwhile, Lily heard the door bell ring from downstairs and curiously made her way towards the door. It was the middle of the day and no one had come by the house ever since she got married except Riley, Clarissa and the cook. It couldn't be Zared since he never came back from work this early and the guards would not let just anyone come in. Lily opened the door and furrowed her brows at the sight. "Yes ?" She asked the man standing in front of her. Tall, lean, one of
They reached Zared's house and the workers came along with Riley's packed luggage for a week. "I'm so excited to spend this week with you" "So am I" Riley replied to Zared. Lily was sitting on the bed, she wasn't crying or screaming or asking for help, she just sat there, she sat there thinking what will help her escape this hell, she was scared as any other person might be in this situation. The man who she met with earlier didn't agree to take anything from her as an exchange to let her go, no matter how much she bribed him. He said whatever she offered, he would get the double of it if he didn't let her go from the person who was the reason she was here. Lily saw no other way of getting out of this situation but she still tried, she tried looking here and there, examining the room, the door, the window, the restroom, hoping to find something that would help her to escape in any way. It was no use requesting the man to let her go because he would just tranquillise her a
all the thoughts that blurred everything else was " imagine having a husband who sells you to a mafia for a week to enjoy with his side chick. Doesn't that sound pitiful?" He pitied her, a mafia, mafias dont pity anyone, yet here he was, pitying her. She realised how worse this had to be for a mafia to pity her. She pitied herself as well after all.The man tightened his grip, just a little bit, around her neck. "What was the question?" Lily gathered up her courage and asked him.A chuckle which sounded more like a cough left the man's mouth. "You must think I'm an idiot." "I was...I was just processing...what you said." His eyes softened only a bit before turning dark again, one wouldn't have been able to notice it if they were only a centimetre away from him than Lily was right now. "What is a guy like me?" A few beats passed before Lily responded, she thought about what she meant when she said that or she said that at all because the information that cane after was a de
This was the first time she had gotten it, she had wanted everything to be her first when it was from her husband. Her first kiss, her first love bite, her first hug and what not. She never wanted anyone to get close to her but someone who knew her, understood her inside and out, someone who read her emotions thoroughly and acted bass on them, someone who was meant to be her better half. But it was all gone now, there she was standing with the love bite, which hurt but not more than her heart right now, she looked at it and goosebumps appeared on her skin as she recalled the closeness between them. She stood there looking at her reflection in the mirror. She had no will left to leave now, she knew if he could do this, he could do a lot of other things to her as well, but she knew nothing would work, there was nothing that would help her escape. Sitting and crying on the bed was all she could do, it was all she had done all her life. The sun was going to set soon and she was
“I know what I did was wrong.” He said, “I don’t expect you to forgive me, but I just…I need you to know that I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was just-” “Obsessed,” Clara interjected, her eyes narrowing as she stared at him. “You’re obsessed, Aaron. With Lily. And it’s unhealthy.” Aaron opened his mouth to protest, but Clara didn’t give him a chance. “Do you even realize what you’ve done? Do you understand how far you’ve gone? You pulled a gun on me, Aaron! All because I suggested that Lily give Zared another chance. What is wrong with you?” Her words cut deep, and Aaron felt a lump form in his throat. “I wasn’t thinking clearly,” he tried to explain, but even to his own ears, it sounded like a weak excuse. “No, you weren’t,” Clara snapped. “Because all you can think about is Lily. You’re so obsessed with protecting her, with keeping her safe, that you’ve lost sight of everything else. And it’s not just unhealthy, Aaron. It’s dangerous.” Aaron felt a cold chill run d
Aaron’s voice was cracking as he realized the gravity of his actions. “I didn’t mean to…” Clara’s eyes were filled with tears as she took a cautious step back. She could see the conflict in Aaron’s eyes, the regret starting to take hold, but the fear she felt was overwhelming. “I can see what you meant to do” she repeated, her voice barely a whisper. Aaron’s hand trembled as he lowered the gun. The weight of what he had just done pressed down on him like a physical burden. He had crossed a line he never thought he would cross, and now he had to live with the consequences. For a moment, the two of them just stood there in silence, the air thick with tension and unspoken words. Then, without another word, Clara turned and fled the room, leaving Aaron standing there alone, the gun still in his hand, his mind reeling from what had just happened. Upstairs, Lily sat on her bed, completely unaware of the confrontation that had just taken place downstairs. She assumed Aaron and Clara
“Clara, it’s not that simple,” Lily finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. She looked down at her hands, trying to keep her emotions in check. “A lot has happened. I don’t know if I can just forgive and forget like that. I don't understand-why would you say that?” “I’m not asking you to forget,” Clara said softly. “But maybe… maybe you could give him a chance to show you that he’s changed. That he’s truly sorry, look I’m not trying to get you back with him, but just give him a chance to entirely explain himself, so you can decide for yourself?” “But, you were so against him, you didn't even want to see his face, what happened?” “I met him recently,” Clara continued after a pause “he was miserable, Lily, I know it sounds ridiculous and I tried to tell him how he was a monster and didn't deserve to be with you but-but the pain in his eyes explained it all, look, I don't know if you would ever get back with him or not but I just want you to know that he’s truly sorry.” Li
By the end of the second day, Lily had had enough. She was tired of the silent treatment, tired of the way Aaron was pretending like nothing had happened while simultaneously avoiding her like the plague. She knew she had been harsh during their argument, but she also knew that ignoring each other wasn’t going to solve anything. That evening, as she sat in her room, staring blankly at her notes, she made a decision. She wasn’t going to let this continue. She wasn’t going to let Aaron shut her out any longer. If he wasn’t going to talk to her, then she was going to make him listen. Without another thought, she stood up, marched out of her room, and headed straight for Aaron’s. She knocked on the door, and when there was no answer, she knocked again, louder this time. “Aaron, I know you’re in there,” she called out, her voice firm. “We need to talk.” There was a long pause, and for a moment, Lily thought he might not open the door. But then she heard footsteps, and a moment later, t
“Lily, aren’t you ready yet?” Clara asked, a hint of concern in her voice. “Aaron already left.” Lily’s heart skipped a beat. “He did?” she asked, surprised. “When?” “A little while ago,” Clara said, leaning against the doorframe. “I thought you two were going to walk to the university together?” Lily felt a pang of something she couldn’t quite identify, disappointment, perhaps. She had assumed that, despite everything, they would still go to the exam together and everything would be back to normal today. “I guess not,” she muttered, pulling herself out of bed and quickly getting dressed. Clara watched her with a knowing look. “You two need to talk,” she said softly. Lily didn’t respond, but Clara’s words echoed in her mind as she hurried through her morning routine. She couldn’t deny the truth in what Clara had said. Things between her and Aaron had been strained ever since that awkward moment, and if they didn’t address it soon, it would only get worse. But for now, ther
Clara turned around to look at her and sighed as she heard what Lily said and sat beside her on the bed with her hand on top of her’s. Lily let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. She closed her eyes, trying to calm the storm of emotions swirling inside her. But it was no use. The more she tried to push it down, the more it bubbled to the surface, threatening to overwhelm her. “You know you can tell me anything, right?” “I know, but- it's just, weird, I guess” “It’s okay if you don’t want to share it, but, just so you know, I won’t ever judge you.” Lily pressed her lips together and looked at Clara. “Thank you. I-nothing actually happened, but it was going to.” ‘and..is it bad that it was going to happen?’ “Yes,yes, of course, it shouldn’t happen, never, and thanks to you it didn’t, but, it just makes me feel weird.”Lily looked down at her hands. “It’s okay to feel that way, but, why do you think it shouldn’t happen, like ever?” Clara asked curiously.
And why did it feel like he had just dodged a bullet?Aaron’s face kept flashing in her mind, the way he had looked at her, the way he had leaned in so close... What had he been thinking? What had she been thinking? She didn’t even know anymore. All she knew was that she couldn’t stop replaying that moment in her head, couldn’t stop feeling the way her heart had skipped a beat when he had leaned in.But there was one thing she knew for sure, she wasn't ready for whatever this was-she wasn't ready for any more drama, there was nothing going on between them and it will stay like that, she thought to herself.But those feelings quickly gave way to anger, anger at herself for letting it happen, and anger at Aaron for putting her in that position. What had he been trying to prove? That he could just kiss her whenever he felt like it? That she was just there for him to do with as he pleased? Was this his motive all along ? Was this why he kept helping her? Making her feel safe and comfortab
Lily didn't move forward but she didn't move backwards either. As he was about to touch her lips with his, a voice came in from behind, the door clicked. “I-I’m so sorry, I-I didn't mean to-you know what, I’m gonna go, I am so sorry, bye!” Aaron and Lily sat stunned as Clara left, closing the door again leaving both of them alone once again. Lily turned around looking back at the books while Aaron did the same. Aaron’s heart was pounding as he and Lily sat there, the weight of the almost-kiss pressing down on them both. The silence between them was thick, a palpable tension that neither seemed to know how to break. The once cozy room now felt stifling, and the air was charged with unspoken words. Lily kept her eyes fixed on the books in front of her, pretending to be engrossed in their contents, but her mind was racing. Aaron, on the other hand, couldn't shake the feeling of his heart hammering against his chest, the taste of regret already forming on his tongue. He had come so
Meanwhile Zared, who caught sight of her couldn't just sit there with the information of her being at the same place as him. Maybe it’s a sign? He asked himself, feeling the excitement and hope within him, he couldn't contain them anymore, he had to get up and approach her, he couldn't just sit there and do nothing. He waited for her to be seated with her coffee and as soon as she did, he didn't miss a beat to go up to her. “Riley.” He called her as he stood in front of her. Clara lifted her head up to look at him. “What do you want? And I’m Clara.” She demanded rudely. “Right, I’m sorry.” He apologized nervously “Clara, can we talk ?” “What for ? I don't go around talking to r*pists just so you know.” “Clara, please, may I ?” He asked, pointing at the seat in front of her. She nodded at him, sighing. “I’ll get to the point and not waste your time,look ...Clara....I know you hate me but...I'm not the same person anymore...trust me,I'm not lying." "What.do.you.