( Three days later) Yesterday was a terrible day for Damien. He had been found out by the people he owed money and they had requested for him to pay in full. Of course he had no money with him to complete such payment. Angry at him for running away and even more furious for not having their money, they had been hurt severally, his body bearing bruises. He didn't understand why they would lay their hands on him despite his title and he spent some time digging. He was able to find out something. Someone more powerful had tipped them about his whereabouts and told them to treat him like that in case he didn't have the money to pay up. Gerald, his mind whispered to him. He grinded his teeth in fury. He was the only one capable of doing something like this, he thought to himself as he lay on the ground, writhing in pain. It could only mean one thing, they had been found out. Normally, he should have felt fear for the impending danger it meant but none of i
( Two months later) Slowly, yet quickly, two months passed by. During that period, Gerald and Serena had enough time to drift apart. They never made up from their fights and as the days passed, Serena talked less. It was safe to say they were strangers in their own house. During that period, Gerald had worked with his lawyer, getting the final stages of the divorce ready. By the end of the month, Serena would be taking her things and leaving. It was he was he wanted, he thought to himself, trying not to feel guilt for self-sabotaging he inflicted into his own marriage. He had told Frederick about it and the latter had been shocked. " What do you mean, you're finally splitting up?" He had asked, staring at him with haughty. " It's just as I've told you Frederick," he muttered without a change in his demeanor. " We would be finally going our separate ways." " Even after everything? I thought you liked her Gerald!?" He'd asked. " Well
Later that day, Gerald came to see Serena. Hearing the knock on her door, she had opened the door to find him at the doorway, holding a bunch of papers in his hand. Her heart skipped a beat but she pushed the door wider to let him in. He walked inside the room and she closed the door behind her. She already knew why he was here so she didn't bother asking. Earlier this week, she had found out that he was making preparations for their divorce. He must be through with it already. All that would be left was for her to sign and pack her things and leave. The thought left a bitter feeling in her mind. She pushed it away. She gestured for him to seat, walking forward. " Would you like anything?" She asked but he shook his head. He dropped the pile of papers on the table, giving her a knowing look. Serena swallowed, sitting down. Gently, she picked up the papers, looking through it. They were indeed divorce papers. She let out a breath, reading through it. It's fi
( A month later) After weeks of waiting, the dreaded finally arrived. Serena sat in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection, her gaze unseeing. Although she had come to terms with her departure, it still felt unreal. She drew in a breath, standing up. Her things had already been packed, waiting for her downstairs. All that was left was her. Looking at the room, memories flooded her. The good, bad and completely ugly. She let out a sigh, her lips twitching. Placing the ring on the table, she took her gloves, wearing them before stepping out of the room, closing the door quietly behind her. Descending down the stairs, she saw the maids at the floor, all lined up and waiting for her. Once she got to them, they bowed, wishing her safe journeys. She thanked them for their good wishes. She stopped at Lana who had tears in her eyes. She was sniffing. " Don't cry..." She cooed softly, cleaning off the tears. " I don't deserve it." She whispered, smilin
Serena opened her eyes much later, feeling mildly disoriented. Her gaze blurry, she closed her eyes again, blinking rapidly. The damp, musty odor of the place she was in invaded her nose, causing her to cough. She tried to move but discovered her hands had been tied behind the chair. The fog in her eyes cleared as she blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of where she was. " You're awake." A voice she recognized to be Damien's called out to her and she looked around, trying to make him out in the room. She couldn't find him. " Damien, is that you?" She asked, glancing furtively around the room as she tried to break free from the grip. Memories of earlier filled her head and her heart began pounding. " It sure is, my lady." He replied, his voice relaxed but there was an strange undercurrent that sent shivers down her spine. " Wh-what's going on?! Why are you doing this?" She asked, keeping most of the panic she felt out of her voice. " Why I'm doing thi
Serena shifted uncomfortably on the seat where she was bound, trying so hard to keep her eyes open. She'd been here for three days, longer than she has expected and she was already tired. Her hands were aching and legs were stiff from unuse. She wouldn't be surprised if she found it terrible to walk after she was released. Damien hadn't done anything all this while and it had only maximized her fear. Fear of what would happen if he finally laid his hands on her. Already her mind was already tired of making a light of this situation. There was absolutely nothing normal about it. " Let me go...." She groaned for the hundredth time, pinning damien with a glare from a distance. " I'm not the one you have business with, why are you holding me hostage?" She asked, her voice scratchy. " It's quite simple darling, I need you to get to Gerald." He replied, easily, that stupid smile on his face. " And what makes you think he'll come for me?" She asked, glaring at him.
Gerald opened his eyes but closed it back, his vision blurry. He tried to move but his limbs wouldn't cooperate. He tried opening his eyes once more, his vision clearer but everywhere was dark. His head was throbbing and a part of his face felt sticky. " Someone has joined the party." A voice filtered into his consciousness but he couldn't place who owned it. Still dazed, he groaned, his head pounding. He hears a soft whimper that felt awfully familiar. Serena, his mind whispered to him. He stiffened, as his mind cleared. He raised his head up and his gaze landed first on Serena. His eyes widened as horror filled him, memories assaulting him. " Serena." He groaned, instinctively trying to stand up. That's when he realized he was tied. He looked around him in shock, when did this happen?. One more glance and his heart broke further. She looked so tired now, dried tears on her face and more in her eyes. His heart broke futher and he increased his struggles. " Tsk, tsk... All futile
Damien froze at first but soon it dissolved and he let out a manic laugh, pleasure thrilling his body. He was enjoying this, way too much. This was the perfect way to mess with Gerald. The both of them. He loved the helpless looks on their faces, their pained whimpers. Damien hadn't realized how much of a sadist he was until today. He waited till Gerald was a bit calm before speaking up. " I hear you but I won't stop. Instead, why don't I turn it up a little?" He suggested, the evil glint back in his eyes again. He watched Gerald's eye grow wide. Gerald glared at him with all the hatred he could muster even as terror gripped him. " I told you to stop. If there's anyone you should be hurting, it should be me. Leave Serena out of this!" He threw at him, his voice angry and terrified. All his pleas and threats seemed to fall on deaf ears and Damien reached for Serena, ripping her clothes off. Serena's scream resounded in the dark room and Gerald instinctivel
(Six months later) Serena stood outside the church doors, staring longingly at it, a smile on her face. It had been there all morning and though she knew her cheeks were probably hurting from when it faded, she knew it won't be happening anytime soon. This is the happiest day of her life. Beside her was Clara, whose arms was intertwined with her, a smile on her face as well but it was more gentle. She reached up to pull the veil over her face, shielding her vision. " Nervous?" Clara asked. Serena nodded, unable to help herself. Yes, she was nervous but she was also giddy with excitement. " Don't be." Clara whispered, going on to hold her hands. The chorus soon came and it was time to walk into the church. Serena took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. She let Clara pull her along and she followed, falling into steps with her. They soon entered the chapel and everyone eyes turned on them. Serena's hands gripped Clara's hands tightly even as her gaze settled on Gerald, who wa
The past few seconds was the most horrifying seconds of his life as Gerald stood in the room, watching as they tried to resuscitate Serena. He'd broken into the room at the sounds of their yells, disregarding everyone that tried to hold him back. It felt like a nightmare. A terrible nightmare. One that made his blood run cold and terror climb up his spine. He stood there, his eyes fixed on a pale-skined Serena, the same words repeating in his head, over and over again. Don't let it be! Please, don't let it be!! A long time passed before the mid-wife came with the reply that she was conscious again. But he still stood there frozen, imagining the worst. His eyes blurred with tears and body trembling. When the words finally sank in, he turned to the mid-wife who flinched on seeing the expression on his face. He glanced at Serena who eyes opened tiredly, color returning back to her cheeks. He ignored whatever the mid-wife was saying, marching up to Serena. Her dazed ey
The second Gerald walked into the mid-wife home, he immediately began asking for Serena, his eyes searching frantically for her. The women in the room restricted him from going further and kept telling him to him go back. Their noises and arguments forced the mid- wife out of the room she was in, wondering what was causing the commotion. She paused when she saw the strangers in the room. Clara saw the woman and immediately rushed to her, asking for Serena's health. " Not good," The woman told her and Clara's hands flwe to her mouth, stifling a gasp. " She's having complications wen we've just discovered the baby might be a breech baby. " She told Clara and watched at the color drain from her face, blanketed with horror. Gerald was there and he heard what they said. Shock was his first reaction and he stiffened all over. When the meaning of the words finally sank in, he turned to the mid-wife, rage in his eyes. " You will let me see Serena, right now." He growled, his voice calm and
Gerald finally arrived at Araith, he watched as the trees whizzed by, his heart light and racing in excitement for the first time in months. He was going to see Serena again, the knowledge wouldn't stop replaying in his head over again, his lips curled into a smile. He didn't try to brush it off. He intentionally didn't write when he'll be coming in his recent letters because he meant it to be a surprise. He imagined what kind of look she would have on his face and his smile only grew wider. He probably looks stupid now. He was already free from the responsibilities of being a Duke and now a regular person with a way too much money. That didn't matter now, all that mattered was seeing Serena again. Slightly impatient, he watched as the carriage rode till it got to her house. He sat up straight, It was so small, a huge contrast to the cold mansion he'd been living in. But he was the happiest here. Getting down from the carriage, he paid the driver his fees. The driver bo
Gerald received the letter Serena sent him. A smile was on his face as he read through it, though he was partly confused on what surprise she had back home. He tried guessing but since his guesses would be wrong, he gave up on it. Of all the guesses he made, not once did he have the thought that she could be pregnant. While he worked that day, he had a smile on his face. He decided later on, he'll be sending her a letter.... Serena decided to tell Clara the good news. And just like she expected, the older woman was happy for her. They screamed and hugged feeling so happy for Serena. Eventually they settled down to talk more about it. " He really did it?! Oh my, i still can't believe it!" Clara said, still smiling. " Well, he did. He wrote that he'll be coming soon. Though, it might be in a few months." Serena replied, her eyes smiling. " I'm sure you can't wait to see him." Clara teased and watched as Serena blushed. " He's not coming immediatel
(Four months later) Months went by and Serena never told Gerald about her pregnancy. Though she receives his letters and occasionally writes back to him, she hasn't found the courage to write that she's with a child. That, more than anything made her worried. The questions wouldn't stop running around her head. What if he stops caring? Or he hates her for it? She couldn't bear the thought. On the flip side, as the baby grew inside her, she found herself loving it. Her worry and initial fear for being pregnant had dissolved to reveal the joy that was contact on her face. Occasionally she got stares and murmurs from people around her for being pregnant and not having a husband nearby. She didn't let those words get to her as she focused on herself and the baby. She couldn't wait to have the baby in her arms and hoped to God that gerald would e happy about it. One day, Clara asked if she had already told Gerald about the pregnancy. Serena faltered, hesitating a bit. She glanced at Clar
She's pregnant, the words were a little too hard to believe. The doctor already confirmed it. She could still remember the shock she felt when he told her how far long she had gone. She's six weeks pregnant. Sinking to the ground, Serena wrapped her hands around herself, feeling cold all of a sudden. It was still so hard to believe. She bit her lips, the fear and dread threatening to cosume her. It made her unable to feel the happiness that came with such news. " There's nothing wrong with being pregnant. You're going to be fine." Serena whispered to herself, trying to sound positive. Instead, her throat closed up and she began crying instead. Any elation she has in her heart had died with this information. Now, she was just scared. Scared out of her mind. She didn't know if this was good news or not. She didn't know if she should tell Gerald or keep it to herself. She knew she couldn't, they were all going to find out sooner or later. The unknown was threatening to drive her crazy.
( Six weeks later) Serena has been feeling tired a lot lately. When the symptoms showed up four weeks ago, she blamed it on lovesickness. Well now, she couldn't ignore it. Still, she tried to work like before, ignoring the way her body protests all the time. Part of what made her push through was the letters she receives from Gerald on a weekly basis. They never hesitated to put a smile on her face and she found herself anticipating his return. Today, she had visited Clara to spend some time with her. She found it hard to concentrate in their conversations as she kept stifling yawns and zoning out. Clara eventually noticed and decided to ask her about it. " Dear, are you okay? This is the third time you'll be yawning in the past minute." She called out gently, genuinely worried. Serena glanced at her, a small smile on her face. But her eyes look tired. " Yes, I'm fine Clara. Just a little tired." She sighed, looking away. Another yawn came and this time s
" I'll do it." Gerald finally said with a note of finality. Serena turned to him, startled. " What?" She asked, confused. He looked at her, his face serious." Then, I'll do it. I'll give up my title and come stay here with you." He answered. Serena was about to burst out laughing until she heard the seriousness in his voice. Her smile dried up immediately. " You ARE serious." She muttered, staring at him. Slowly, she sat up on the bed. " This is not a joke, right? I would be really angry with you if this is a joke." She said, her voice also serious. " I've never been more serious with anything in my entire life." He replied. Serena's heart skipped a beat as she stared at him. Her brain was reeling and she found it hard to understand what he was saying. " But... How are you going to do that?" She asked, still trying to wrap her head around it. Gerald's lip twitched then. He leaned close, kissing her forehead. " That's for me to worry abou