I stood there, my heart racing as the door slammed shut behind Casma. A mix of anger and confusion swirled inside me, but as the silence settled in, I felt a pang of regret creeping in. I never wanted to hurt her like this. I stared at the closed door, her final words echoing in my mind. “I wish I never met you.” They hit me like a punch to the gut. I had pushed her away with my harshness, and now she was gone, leaving behind a void that felt unbearable. I wanted to call after her, to tell her I was sorry, to explain that I didn’t mean it, but the words got stuck in my throat. Instead, I just stood there, feeling the emptiness of the room wrap around me like a shroud. The weight of my actions pressed down on me, and I realized how much I had taken her presence for granted. I felt lost, like a part of me had just walked out the door with her. The anger that had fueled my outburst faded, leaving behind a deep sense of loneliness. I knew I had to make things right, but the thought of f
My mind was racing—how could I comfort her when I was struggling with my own heartbreak? I wanted to be strong for her, to help her navigate this overwhelming pain, but I felt so helpless. All I could do was listen, to be there for her in this moment of despair.As she cried, I realized that life had a way of throwing unexpected tragedy our way, and I had to put my own feelings aside to support her. In that moment, I knew I had to be her rock, even if my own heart was breaking for different reasons. I could only hope that somehow, through this darkness, we would find a way to heal together.In a moment like this I wish, Cecily was her. I miss her today more than ever. Tears of my own slide down from my eyes.After hours of comforting her, I gently picked up her phone and dialed Casma's number. As the phone rang, I felt a mix of anxiety and hope. When Casma finally answered, I took a deep breath and said,"Hello, lilac, what's up?"She asks, her angelic voice reaching my ears. God, I
As the day wore on, I noticed that the soft sounds of the room shifted. Lilac stirred and slowly opened her eyes, but instead of finding solace, her face crumpled with grief. She began to cry and moan for her husband, the deep, heart-wrenching sobs echoing through the stillness. It was a sound that pierced my heart, and I felt tears welling up in my own eyes as I watched her struggle with her pain.When she finally caught sight of me, her expression changed, and the floodgates opened even wider. The sight of me seemed to bring back the weight of her sorrow, and I could see the rawness of her emotions as she cried harder. Without hesitation, she welcomed me into her arms, and I wrapped my own around her, holding her tightly. In that moment, I felt the warmth of her grief, the weight of her loss, and the desperate need for comfort.I whispered soothing words, trying to be the support she so desperately needed. I could feel her trembling against me, and I knew that this was a moment wher
The following days were a blur. Ruine and I visited the airline hoping they could retrieve the remains of any of the passengers so that we could at least have something for his memorial.But it was all a lost cost since the crash happened in the ocean and nothing survived.That even broke Lilac's heart more than ever. Ivan, her husband, was actually on a trip from Russia, he even purchased alot of baby staff from there.I had to receive the package and hide it from her until she was ready because it was meant to be a surprise.She would wake up crying and go back to sleep crying.Sometimes I would even see Ruine shedding tears but I kept my distance because he wasn't mine to console.Tomorrow is the the memorial service and Lilac wants to stay at their home.I decided to stay with her since she can't be alone.I find myself nestled on the couch with Lilac in her home.The atmosphere is heavy yet comforting, and we are both cuddle up under a soft blanket.Lilac turns her head slightly
Few Months LaterYou would think Ruine and I are going to take things slow, but we didn't.Things have been going smoothly between us. We are closer to each other more than ever.These past few months have been a total bliss. The kids love Ruine to bits and I am happy Ty is okay with me dating again. He is happy that I am happy, he totally adores Ruine.They've been having their fun time together without me. He most of the time takes him into the woods for training and helping him control his wolf. Ruine's wolf, Titanium is the biggest gray wolf I have ever seen in my life.He has these stricken gray eyes I have seen in my life.He is a giant compared to Valeria, and absolutely adores her. She becomes all mushy and girly around him.So we have been spending most of our time at Ruine's home since Lilac decided to move back.Well I talked her into it, so she wouldn't be grieving too much.She hasn't cried in a while, until the moment I told her she was having twins.Lilac and I just got
Third Person P.O.VLilac, with a playful grin, nudged Ruine and Casma, saying, “You two should really think about trying for a baby! You’re both still young!” The moment hung in the air, and Casma felt a sharp pang in her heart. The lightheartedness of Lilac’s suggestion clashed painfully with her reality. She forced a smile, but inside, a wave of sadness washed over her. The thought of not having children of her own felt like a weight she couldn't shake off.Ruine noticed the shift in her expression, his playful demeanor faltering. “Lilac, maybe not right now…” he began, sensing the tension. Casma took a deep breath, trying to mask her feelings. “Yeah, maybe later,” she replied softly, her voice barely above a whisper. The joy of the moment faded as the reminder of her loss loomed large, leaving her feeling isolated in her sorrow. In that fleeting moment, the contrast between joy and pain felt almost unbearable, a reminder of the dreams she held close yet felt so far from reaching
As the unexpected visitor settles in, it becomes clear that she had a history with Ruine. Her intentions are evident; she wants to rekindle the connection they once shared. The air was charged with unspoken tension, and the atmosphere grew heavy as she began to reminisce about their past.“Ruine, remember those days we spent together? I’ve missed that,” she says, her eyes sparkling with nostalgia. "I can't wrap my head around the fact that you two had a thing after mom died. It is really creepy and why didn't you say anything dad?"Lilac asks looking between her after and aunt."It was nothing serious, Lilac, forget it"he responds and continue to eat his food.Me, I don't know how to feel, the fact that Cecily's twin is here or that she and Ruine had a thing."You practically told me you loved me and begged me not to leave. If you call that nothing serious, I don't know how you'll call this" she points between Ruine and I.Third Person's P. O.VRuine felt a mix of emotions; part of
As I sit quietly in the living room, my heart felt heavy with uncertainty. Every laugh shared between Ruine and Ciara felt like a dagger to my chest, a painful reminder of the bond they once had—a bond I could never truly break. I watch as Ciara effortlessly brings up memories of Cecily every now and then, each story pulling Ruine’s attention further away from me.This has been my life since Ciara came into this house.It is as if I were an intruder in my own home, a guest in a space that had once felt warm and inviting. The laughter that echoes around us feels foreign, like it belongs to a time before I stepped into Ruine's life. I can feel the distance growing between us, a chasm that Ciara's presence only widens.“Ruine,” I whisper, my voice barely audible, “do you think we can talk?”My heart races, hoping to reclaim a moment of intimacy amidst the chaos that Ciara has brought. But as I look into Ruine's eyes, I see a flicker of something—nostalgia, perhaps, or a longing for the