As I drove through the empty streets, my thoughts kept circling back to Theo and his wife, Tia. She’d always struck me as cold, and distant, someone who didn’t much care for Varya.And now, in the wake of Varya’s disappearance, I couldn’t help but wonder how much she knew. Was she complicit in whatever Theo was doing? Or was she just as much in the dark as I was?I needed to find a way to get closer to them, to dig deeper into their lives without tipping them off. If Theo thought I was backing off, maybe he would slip up. Maybe he would make a mistake that would finally lead me to Varya.But how long could I wait for that? How long could I stand by, hoping for a breakthrough, while Varya was out there, possibly suffering? Knowing that she was in danger sent chills down my spine. Motionless, I couldn’t bear it anymore. Something had to be done.Though it was late, I decided to drop by the office briefly. There were files I had to check again, and acquaintances I needed to contact again
Now there was nothing left but fear written all over her face, pain and despair, visualizing what she might be going through as I sat here paralyzed with frustration.All of a sudden I stood up with a bang while sending my chair flying across the room in an unintentional act of violence and began moving around the office like an electric current. It became unbearable to remain seated. I had to do something, anything.I pulled out my phone and dialed Amelia’s number before I could think twice about it. She answered groggily after a few rings.“Amelia, it’s me,” I said without preamble.“I need you to run another background check on Theo and Tia. This time, focus on any properties they might have that aren’t listed under their names. Shell companies, relatives, anything.”“Sir, it’s—” Amelia paused, likely checking the time.“It’s nearly four in the morning. Are you sure it can’t wait until—”“No,” I cut her off.“It can’t. I feel like we’re missing something. I’ve gone over everything
The continuous buzzing of my laptop was starting to irritate me, but I couldn’t help it. Not now. My office was pitch black apart from the bleak blue light from the screen as I viewed document after document.There was always something inside a file – a thread that might take me closer to Varya – but it all didn’t tie together coherently.I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my eyes. Theo and Tia had been cul-de-sacs; initially, everything pointed at them – they had both the cause and the fixation. Yet every lead that I followed came to a dead end without any success.Running in circles is why I hated it; it seemed that the truth lay just outside my reach. But if they weren’t responsible for Varya’s disappearance then who might they be?I still could not let go of an annoying voice within me.Something must have passed me by. Someone else who had reason to target her. Varya had been secretive about her past, careful about what she shared with me. Maybe she had enemies I didn’t know ab
I couldn’t help but laugh, despite the terror still coursing through my veins. “You think so?”She nodded his head sideways, his grin expanding but still limited as they were chatting on the verge of making a big decision.“When I am grown up… you will marry me, right?”I was taken aback by her sudden act of love. Perhaps she meant it too seriously that I felt obliged to say for her sake at least-“Yes, sure,” I whispered and brushed away a hair strand from her gorgeous face.“If you survive this then I shall marry you”.Once again she beamed, this time with increased power, and for some time it became just us two – two children caught in the middle of an agonizing dream who made unrealistic commitments they did not comprehend.Some moments later sound of sirens pierced through the silence; then I turned around to see some ambulances rushing towards us with sirens blaring out their deafening noise for everybody else to hear clearly nearby.As we continued watching, Eric came running o
The night had fully settled in, casting deep shadows across my office, the city lights in the distance a dim contrast to the darkness consuming my mind. My desk was covered with files and notes – all of them were attempts to find more information about Varya. The harder I tried to get some definite information… the more obscured it appeared to be. All the leads on the locations of Theo and Tia had been exhausted to a halt. However, there was this persistent part of me that wanted me to believe that there was something that I’d overlooked. And I just could not guess as to what or who, that was. I again opened the numerous police reports, this time turning to the case that had claimed Varya’s family and would have taken her life, too, had she been only a child. It had been qualified as a tragic accident provoked by a drunken truck driver Marcus Donovan. This case was eventually dismissed after he died in the fire while the agencies moved swiftly to record his death as closure. But t
The luminous cityscape viewed from my office appears as long shadows on walls, flickering due to the movements of cars below. I reclined into my chair where the weighty burdens of investigations bored me down.My eyes were tired but could not afford neglect. The faintest hint of hope sparked within, proclaiming that there was more beneath the surface which I have to dig.I refocused on the documents sprawled across my desk—files on the tragic car accident that had claimed Varya’s family years ago. The accident had always felt like more than a simple tragedy, and recent findings had only fueled that suspicion.There were details that didn’t fit, pieces that seemed intentionally obscured.Countless times, I went through accident reports but this time something else caught my eye – a link between Theo’s father and Marcus Donovan who was claimed to have caused the accident. Donovan showed up in various documents linked with Theo’s father's business relationships; thus awakening alarm bell
The very idea that she had to suffer, her family had to be taken from her like that, made me want it even more. I had given her an undertaking to stand for her and now I was willing to do everything possible to reveal the true depth of the deceit that derailed her life.I looked at the clock, much to my surprise and shame that it would already be this time of the night. I still had to pay attention to the video but I was reaching the end of my tether. It was then that I stepped back a few moments turning my mind, to think of something else.I stepped towards the window and for a moment stared at the city outside to get my mind into some order.For me, the theories I had were rather creepy, and to imagine that such a person as Theo’s father could be involved in such a brutal act was horrible. It was a morbid way of thinking but I could not afford to relax – each lead had to be chased to the last.Something that was true had been concealed and I was to make the effort of unearthing it.
“If Anderson was involved in destabilizing Luther’s company, he might have had a motive to ensure that Luther’s downfall was complete. I suspect there’s more to this story.”“Got it,” Jane said. "Let me see what I can uncover."With my mind racing, I returned to the documents as soon as I hung up. It was becoming increasingly evident how Mr. Luther's unfortunate accident and Mr. Anderson's financial manipulations were related.The notion that this was a deliberate act of sabotage rather than just a commercial disagreement was terrifying.The more I looked through the documents, the more I could see how Mr. Luther was directly impacted by Mr. Anderson's activities. There were memos that hinted at internal conflicts, with Mr. Anderson accusing Mr. Luther of mismanagement and financial irresponsibility.The accusations seemed designed to discredit Mr. Luther and create a justification for the financial collapse that followed.One particular document stood out—a report detailing a meeting
On getting there people moved faster than usual; nurses ushered me into one room after another helping me put on a hospital gown a long way.Kylo stood still near where people were turned upside down due to the speed of what was happening around them offering some comfort unlike any other distraction I might find outside pain was too much but still stuck onto this thought that everything would soon pay off.Soon, we would meet our baby.Hours passed in a haze of contractions and medical jargon, the world narrowing down to just me, Kylo, and the baby.The pain was intense, like nothing I had ever experienced before, but I refused to give in to fear. This was what I had been preparing for, what we had been waiting for.The baby was coming, and I was going to bring them into the world.Kylo never left my side, his voice a constant source of encouragement, his hand a lifeline as I struggled through each contraction.He wiped my forehead with a cool cloth and whispered words of love and re
This confidence he had in us, in our capacity to manage a new phase boosted my morale erasing my fear places.I remember it very vividly, we were watching a movie one afternoon while lying on the couch in the living room and suddenly I felt a vigorous kick. I choked on my words, putting the palm of my hand on my swollen belly.“What happened?” Kylo asked, sitting up at once.“Everything is okay,” I replied cheerfully. "The baby just kicked really hard. Here, feel."I guided his hand to the spot, and we both waited. A moment later, another kick came, this time even stronger.Kylo's eyes widened in amazement. "Wow... they're strong.""I know," I laughed. "I think we're going to have a little soccer player on our hands."He grinned, leaning down to press a kiss to my belly. "I can't wait to meet you, little one. But take it easy on your mom, okay?"I watched him, my heart swelling with love. Seeing Kylo so involved, and so excited about becoming a father, made everything feel even more s
It was rather reassuring to be back home after the whirlwind which is our honeymoon, yet at the same time it was also rather daunting.The Island was once a beautiful place where all I cared for was our presence, Kylo and I had no other distractions.But it was time for us to step back and face our day-to-day lives, my pregnancy, and everything that came with it.By then I was several months pregnant and some of the symptoms were clearly visible to the naked eye. My tummy protruded out significantly and with that some effect of carrying a child.While the honeymoon had provided respite from pregnancy, the moment we were home, pregnancy was as real as reality could get.When about the house I felt both at ease with being home though nervous about the changes happening to me and around me.It pleased me that Kylo stayed close at my side; his fingers lightly brushing over my lower back.He got more caring and thoughtful than ever; I could easily see how much he cared for me and how much
I trusted him with everything that I had: heart, future, and life. Two days later we were in a private jet, by the influence I guess Kylo had, I had no idea where we were going. Kylo was not on specifics up to that time, but I did not give it much thought. There is nothing like suspense or perhaps relying on the unknown on the person. With that, I reclined in the chair and then looked at the shrinking landscape outside the plane’s small window. Kylo leaned forward, picked up my hand in his, and I looked at him and smiled. “You’re really not going to give me any hints?” I said as calmly as I could, though my voice was visibly laden with curiosity. Kylo chuckled, shaking his head. “Nope. You’ll find out soon enough.” I pouted playfully, but I knew better than to press him. Kylo loved his surprises and I must say, I enjoyed them as well. There’s something good about not knowing what’s next, about just going with the flow and chilling. The flight went by in no time, with Ky
Those days after the wedding were as if I was on honeymoon, loved being in that state, and did not want to wake up. I might as well describe it like this; the tranquility that came over me was one I never felt before. It was as though a weight I had no idea was lifted off my back, allowing me to breathe freely once more. There was a warmth that filled my whole body in place of the constricted knots in my stomach. It is worth noting that in the beginning of the story our marriage can be described as a purely business-like arrangement, a very practical marriage of convenience. But instead with time, it had become something concrete, something lovely. The relationship that Kylo and I had was a product of the most unlikely circumstances and the complacency that I felt as I stared at the house we had constructed together could only be described as profound. It was morning, the sun was shining and the rays of sunlight started entering the room through the windows. I was now pl
Kylo went first, his voice steady as he began to speak.“So Varya,” he began glancing at my eyes all the time,“when we got married for the first time, it was a business deal between us; something that was advantageous to both of us but lacked emotional warmth typical of true marriage. I was unapproachable and even icy; I never gave you the love or respect that you deserved. But as time passed everything changed. I changed.”His grip on my hand tightened more and I could see how sincere he was from his facial expression which told me that he meant every word in every line on his face.“I fell in love with you Varya; it started off slowly before all these sudden feelings hit me. You taught me what it means to be there for someone else genuinely because one wants to change oneself for them.”“And I have caused you pain earlier but today I am making a promise as follows: To be the man whom you deserve; to love you wholly and to build a happy joyful life together based on faithfulness and
The morning of the wedding was as well fine with no clouds in the sky to disturb the blue of the day. Now I found myself back in front of the mirror in my childhood room strapped and ready for this like a kid on Christmas Eve.The dress I bought for my wedding was an off-white, beautiful lace and silk gown that fitted me to perfection. It was plain and elegant and made me feel like flowers were blooming on my dress and the garden we would be getting married in was nearby.My mother was frequently touching my face, fixing my veil in position enrollment arrangement She caught my eye in the mirror and smiled, her expression soft with love and pride.“You look stunning, Varya,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “Kylo is a lucky man.”“Thank you, Mom,” I replied, my voice trembling slightly. “I just… I want today to be perfect.”“It will be,” she assured me, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. “Today is about you and Kylo, about the love you share. That’s all that matters.
VARYA’S POVThe day after Kylo's proposal felt like waking up in a dream. When dawn parted the curtains and let in the golden rays, it was hard to imagine that only a few hours ago Kylo had proposed to me for real.My hand went to the ring I now wore on my finger and the diamond again shone brightly against the sun, creating rainbows around the room.The moments were somewhat dreamlike and yet whenever I touched the ring on my finger I did not need anyone to tell me that this was all real. Kylo loved me.I stood up from the bed and walked towards the window and I looked outside at the city that was an unspoken character in our story, the one filled with both sorrow and happiness. This led my mind to the wedding which was now even in front of us.They were not an extension of a prior commitment, or repetition of a promise; it was the start of something fresh, of reality. And so the preparations could only be special as well.I could feel the buzz once I made my way downstairs in the ho
He had planned this event to be an entertainment for families, as well as business counterparts. The atmosphere in the room was filled with laughter, echoes of glasses touching, and music.This was ideally the environment that I wanted when I had planned the entire thing, but the feeling that swelled in my chest was almost tangible.I thought I was standing by one of the tall windows of the building looking down on the city below. The twinkling bulbs were of a high intensity and I observed it was dark like the sky at night and this made me take my eyes off it for a while.Yet, there I was thinking about Varya most of the time. It was her that made me develop nerves today and became the reason for this nervous energy in the night.She stood across the room dressed in burgundy dress which enhanced the curves of her body.She was gorgeous and although I was quite far I could notice the look of despair she was masking so well.It was a sadness that I realized that I had provoked and this