Ariana's POV
Normally, I don't prefer drinking; however, today, I feel like I need a drink. The loneliness is suffocating me from inside, and I feel trapped inside my own body.
Walking into the kitchen, I open the small pantry and take out the unopened bottle of tequila, which I kept in the very back. Ditching the glass, I directly took a huge gulp from the bottle as soon as I opened it. Cringing slightly, I take another sip and walk towards the lounge.
I have never been a person who turns to drink to drown their sorrows. My way of letting out my emotions is allowing my paints to speak for me. However, there are some rare occasions where I just want to lose myself, and even if it is for a few moments, I just want to be no one.
Since Justin is not at home, as he is having a sleepover at hi
Ariana's POV "Laura and I got married around four years back." He starts speaking slowly and quietly as if his silent voice can lessen the hurt. "Our parents knew each other, and when we met, there was an instant attraction between us. We became friends, and before we knew it, we started dating." "At that time, I was a different guy." He stares ahead, as his eyes have a distant look in them, "I am not proud of the person who I was back then." He lets out a deep breath. "I had anger issues, and I really never knew how to control my anger. But I was working on it; however, there were times when I just couldn't control my rage. I was very open about my issues when we started dating. However, she said that this can't change how she feels about me, and she just wants to be with me... and is ready to accept me with all my flaws." A rueful s
Ariana’s POV Biting his lower lip, he blankly stares ahead like he is trying to gather himself. Giving him space which he probably wanted, I silently run my finger along the rim of the bottle. Turning my head, I glance at him when I feel his gaze on me. Letting out a small sigh, he rubs the back of his head and extends his legs in front of him while resting his head against the wall. “Everything that had happened was too much for me, and it just made me realize that there is nothing left in our relationship. The success of any relationship depends on when two people are working on it together; only one can’t deal with the burden of saving the relationship.” He shrugs, “I had realized there is no future of this marriage, so I filed for the divorce.”
Samuel's POV "Who is your doctor?" I ask Laura walking into the room with her prenatal vitamins and a glass of water. We are more like housemates than anything. Because the truth is, even though we haven't proceeded with our divorce, but our relationship can never be the same. For the world, we are husband and wife, but in reality, we are nothing two persons living under the same roof. "Dr. Mattews." She swallows the pills and smiles at me, "She has delivered most of the babies in our family, so even I want her to be my doctor. Moreover, I had gone to her in my early teens when I had issues with my monthly cycles, so she was aware of my history." "Okay, when is your appointment?" I nod my head, racking my mind because I feel like I have heard
Ariana's POV Parking the car, I sit inside the car, waiting for Justin's football practice to get over. I love watching these little boys playing football with so much enthusiasm. Sometimes, I wish Dad was here to see Justin enjoying these games, which he used to love. I can bet Dad would have never missed his single practice and would have been cheering him from the first row. Squinting my eyes, I watch the children walking to get their stuff which means the practice is over. Getting out of my car, I start walking towards the field when I notice someone familiar there. Before my mind can recall who this might be, my attention shifts to Justin, who rushes towards me at full speed. "Slow down, roadrunner!" I laugh and open my arms to catch him
Samuel's POV Pain. Every pain is different; the meaning of every pain is different. Some pain is excruciating, some are numbing, while some are like the dull throbbing sensation. And then there is this sweet lingering pain inside your heart that is slowly burning you. It is like a slow poison that kills you slowly, without anyone knowing the reason for your death. That is the worst kind of pain because it can't be healed. Because the cure which you need is the cure that you can't have. And this is the kind of pain in which I am living. How weird is it that the person who heals others can't heal himself? The void inside my heart constantly re
Ariana's POV My phone rings, and I instantly jump to answer it. The feeling of excitement that was lost has returned in my life, and it's all because of Max. "Wassup, Max?" Biting my lip, I try to hold back my threatening laughter. "You, ugly bitch." He growls, sending me into fits of laughter. "This is war, Ariana!" He warns, but I continue to laugh, trying to picture his face when I get the parcel which I have sent to him at his office. Well, since we met, we have been talking to each other regularly. It feels like nothing has changed between us, we have just grown up, but that strong sense of friendship is still there. The first time when I called him, I was a bit hesitant because I didn't kno
Ariana's POV "Please stop!" I half-yell, rushing to get inside the elevator while carrying the painting that needs to be delivered in an hour. I release a sigh of relief when the closing door begins to reopen. I hurriedly got inside the elevator because I was already getting late for Justin's football match. Hence, every second counted, and I didn't want to wait for the elevator for another five minutes. "Thank you!" I smile with a quick release of breath and carefully settle the painting on the side. "You're welcome." Samuel's voice falters my smile slightly, but I simply shrug and glance away. It is not that I can avoid him forever because we live on the same floor. But what I can do is limit my interaction with him as much as it is possibl
Samuel's POV Every word of hers has pierced my heart, and the worst thing is that I know everything she has said was true. She doesn’t belong to me. But this will not stop me from looking after her. I love her and will always love her, even if she is not meant to be mine. I can’t have her, but this doesn’t mean that I will let anyone walk into her life. She only deserves someone who will love her and value her. Not only her but who will also willingly accept Justin as a part of her and love him as well. Her hate towards me is justified because I have hurt her in the worst way possible, even though it was unintentional. But no one can understand my dilemma. The choices which I made were difficult, and it has torn me apart.
Samuel's POV Ten years later. That moment is still fresh in my mind when Ariana left me. How can you forget the moment when your everything was walking away from you? I wanted to beg her not to leave me and just give me one more chance, but something refrained me from doing so. This was the punishment which she had chosen for me. Therefore, even if it was killing me, I decided to accept my punishment. There's a hope in this punishment that when it ends, I will find my eternal happiness. Only I don't know when or if this punishment will ever come to an end. Numerous times, I broke down because the pain of bei
Ariana’s POV “Everyone is not lucky to get a second chance at love in their life, but I am one of those few people lucky people who found true love after losing their trust in love.” Samuel smiles softly, but the sadness in his eyes reveals his true feelings, “I fell in love for the first time it was with a wrong person, but when I found the right person, I was not able to cherish her the way I should have.” “I want to blame the circumstances. I want to blame the world for whatever wrong has happened in my life. But the truth is the only person to blame is me.” He clenches his jaws while he stares at the table, “Only if I had the courage to tell you everything from the beginning, then I would not have made you feel betrayed and hurt. Maybe we would still have been friends. But I was a coward, and now I am paying the price of my mistake.”
Ariana's POV Until now, I never realized how good it feels to take charge of your life. You feel so powerful. Whenever anything went wrong in my life that turned my life upside down, I always tried to put together my life again. Even now, I am doing the same. The only difference is that all the other times, I didn't want to, but I had to. But now, I want to get hold of my life and put together the pieces of my life for myself. I want to be in charge of my own happiness and destiny. I want to do this for myself and Justin. He deserves a sister who is stable in her life, not someone who is an emotional mess. I don't want the impact of my poor choices to reflect on him. So even though I have said many times, I will say it again; I will make ever
Ariana's POV Gathering snacks in my arms, I walk into the living with a wide grin on my face. Justin turns to me, adorning a similar grin, and rushes to help me carry the snacks. "Be careful." Turning around, Justin glances at me then he crawls inside our blanket fort. Rolling my eyes, I smile as I carefully enter Justin's fort. "Next time, we will make an even bigger fort," Justin exclaims and opens the packet of chips. "Which movie shall we watch?" I ask while turning on my laptop and connecting it with the Bluetooth speakers because my laptop speakers volume is not very loud. "The Karate Kid," After thinking for a moment, he replies.
Ariana's POV Max's fingers draw lazy patterns on my arm while keeping his arm wrapped around me. My head is resting on his chest, finding comfort in his strong heartbeat. He is alive, and he will be okay. We both lie in each other arms in silence. However, there is no awkwardness between us, just meaningful silence. Somewhere we both are at a loss for words. Maybe we do not know how to voice these newfound feelings. I feel him pressing a small kiss on the top of my head, which causes me to raise my head from his chest to glance at his face. His throat works as he swallows while blankly staring ahead. A moment later, his gaze flickers to me, and I watch a myriad of emotions passing through his face.
Ariana's POV There are rare moments in my life when I truly feel helpless, where the feeling of being useless dominates all my other emotions. This is one of those rare moments as I sit across Max with a stoic expression, probably because I feel too numb to react. The silence around us is heavy. I can clearly hear the ticking of the clock on the wall behind me. Its ticking reminds me of the ticking of a time bomb, and somewhere it is not far from the truth. Time. Is. Ticking. With each moment passing, I feel my chest constricting. All these feelings were too familiar, the vice-like grip clutching my chest, making each intake of breath difficult than the previous one.
Max's POV Uncertainty is a part of our life since the beginning. Never in our life can we be sure what will happen next or what will be the outcome of our decision. I can't change some things in my life because those things are not in our hands. However, this doesn't mean I will submit myself to my fate. My life may be full of uncertainty, but this will not stop me from living my life the way I want. When I beat cancer a few years ago, I promised myself that I would not waste my second chance at life and live my life in the best way I could. I want to live my life free of any burden and totally focus on my happiness. I have seen people living the last days of their life with unfulfilled wishes. And I choose not to be one of those people.
Samuel's POV Ariana has left to drop off the children. Justin has also gone with Ariana. Even I was about to leave, but when I watched Max limping towards the bench, I changed my mind because he was in real pain, and he may need someone to be with him. I can clearly see Max is trying to downplay his pain, and the reason behind this pretense is Ariana. He is definitely hiding something from everyone, especially her. I recall the look on his face when I saw him at the hospital; he was shocked. Probably because of the thought of Ariana finding something he doesn't want to share. However, it would not have been possible because firstly, we are not in contact, and secondly, even if we were, it's not my truth to tell. So I would have never told Ariana anything if he didn't want to share it with
Ariana's POV "It has been so long since we all did something together as a family, other than hiking. Please do arrange such classes in the future as well; my family and I had a great time." Mrs. Brooke smiles, handing me the canvases which her kids were holding. A smile forms on my face when I notice both of her children have attempted to draw a landscape. And honestly, for someone who has painted for the first time, it is excellent. "Sure, I will try to arrange such painting sessions whenever it is possible." I keep the canvases on the table where other canvases are also placed, "I have your contact details, I will inform you where these paintings have been donated. So if you want, you can go and check them." Following dad's footsteps, I will donate these paintings to hospitals, retirem