After a considerable amount of time, I finally arrived at Jasmin's flat, and I had to take a deep breath to de-stress. It was then important to contain this confrontation. If the problem of anger was an issue in this case I had to make sure that it did not obscure my vision from vital details sourced from the mini-case. Despite this, I felt the urge to scold her for what she had done to me but I had to contain myself. I rang the bell and after a few minutes, the door slowly opened. Jasmin opened the door and her face lit up showing her feeling of surprise. She looked nervous and it was quite justifiable to do so. "You need to tell me what is happening here!" she stammered out before taking a few steps back. My voice was cold when I responded, "I think you know why I’m here." Without waiting for an invitation, I stepped inside. "We need to have a word." Jasmin swallowed hard and closed the door behind me. She looked like she was about to break down, but I did not have time for her
Jasmin's POVBreathing was becoming more difficult due to the burden of my personal guilt. It slammed back every time I believed I could push it away, like an unstoppable wave.For hours, I had been pacing my room in an attempt to get rid of the feeling and persuade myself that what I had done was OK and that I was only a player in the larger scheme of things. However, I knew in my heart that Varya had been deceived by me.The same Varya that I had once called a friend, who confided in me, and who had trusted me. I could hardly recognize the person staring back at me every time I looked in the mirror these days.The weight of what she had done appeared to have tormented and emptied her out.Theo had promised me it would be simple. He said no one would get hurt, that it was all just a game to gain control, to secure his place."Nothing would happen to her," he'd said, his voice smooth, coaxing me into his plans like a siren luring sailors to their doom.And I, desperate for validation,
KYLO POVIt continued to rain outside as I sped towards the meet point, drops hammering the windows of the car. Indeed the only message I received from Jasmin required only several lines of text informing me to meet her at a small café on the outskirts of the city.No explanation. No details. However, there had to be some sort of plan in the works.Jasmin was a very close friend of Varya. ever since the girl, Varya vanished, I had eyed her with suspicion, thinking to myself that she knew more than she was willing to let on. But today felt different.The least she could have done was the one to initiate the conversation and because she did so, I became curious. Desperate, maybe. But definitely curious.On reaching the parking lot, I took my time to look at the area. It was a quiet place and situated somewhere in the less working areas of the city. No one came here—ideal for an extramarital affair.I pulled open the door and entered the café; the inside warmth was in contrast to the rai
KYLO’S POVThe stillness of the world outside was interrupted and stars flickered like burning coal on the black velvet sky. My breath turned into vapor in the coldness of the night as I crouched behind the high walls of the mansion. It wasn’t Theo’s home but it served as a prison for Varya.Every beat of my heart counted down to when I would soon arrive at her location.For weeks, I have been pursuing ghosts, sifting through dead-ends and false trails. But tonight, everything fell into place. Theo had slipped up, his increasingly erratic behavior leading me to this secluded property on the outskirts of the city.It was a heavily guarded fortress—too secure for a man simply protecting his business.He was hiding something, and I knew what. No, who?Varya was here. I could feel it in my bones.I slipped through the darkness, my movements precise and deliberate. Every step had been planned, every security measure calculated. I’d spent days watching the property, noting the shifts of the
“Varya,” I whispered, stepping into the room. Her head lifted, her eyes widening in disbelief as she saw me.“Kylo?” Her voice was hoarse, barely more than a rasp. She attempted to sit up but couldn’t, her body was helpless, helpless after being held captive for weeks. I was by her side in an instant lifting her up from the ground and pulling her close to me.“I’m here,” I whispered back, pulling her as close to me as she could get. “I am taking you out of here. ”She began crying and the both of us embraced each other and stood there strangely. But this is what we did not have time for. I note that I could feel the sense of impending doom surrounding us. Theo could come back at any moment, and if he saw us cuddling he would never let me live it down.“We have to go,” I whispered and retreated a little so we could properly look at each other. “Can you walk?”She agreed, even if she very much looked like she’d prefer sleeping instead of getting out of bed. I walked her to the door, hol
Varya’s POVThe hospital room was cold. The soft humming of machines was the only sound in the room, interrupted only by the steady beep of the heart monitor next to my bed.However, that did not do anything to calm down the storm swirling around inside me; the sore body I possessed with every muscle in it aching from all that trauma was nowhere near compared to that tornado made up of emotions taking over me.Kylo was by my side now, his hand resting gently on mine. He had been there since they brought me in, his presence a source of comfort even though he barely spoke.Theo and Tia had been arrested during the rescue, taken the moment they lost control. It was a cruel irony, one that left me feeling hollow inside.They had been the ones who orchestrated my kidnapping, yet now they were the ones in captivity. It should have brought me some satisfaction, but it didn’t.My thoughts were tangled, heavy with the weight of betrayal, fear, and confusion. And now, sitting beside me was some
I inhaled, allowing the quiet to linger in the air. My head was filled with the most diverse of feelings and my heart felt divided between wrath and kindness. There were words on the tip of my tongue but they remained unuttered. I only gazed at her, my face betraying no thoughts.Jasmin’s eyes filled with fresh tears, but she nodded slowly. She understood. She knew that my silence wasn’t forgiveness, but it was something. It was an acknowledgment of her pain, of her remorse. And that, for now, was enough.She rose from the chair slowly and tried to take a step towards the door, but her legs were like jelly. Her hand rested on the handle for a second then she looked back at me, her voice barely audible.“I am really sorry Varya, I don’t know what came over me. ”With that, she left the room quietly and I was left all alone to ponder all by myself. Still, it happened the door closed and the silence enfolded me again.I found myself lying on the bed with my eyes wide to the ceiling, the
Jasmin's povI sat alone in my upscale apartment, the silence pressing heavily against my ears. The room, immaculate and orderly, reflected the controlled life I had built for myself, but tonight, it felt stifling.I absently traced the rim of my coffee cup, the warm liquid long forgotten, as if its warmth could somehow counteract the cold weight of my guilt.My eyes strayed to the letter I had been scribbling for days—a cursory note of apology to Varya, trying to elucidate why I couldn't remain.But those words were devoid of substance, weak gestures to atone that hardly sufficed. No matter the earnestness, printed statements on paper with ink pens could not reverse the harm I'd caused.The framed photo of Varya on my desk—one from our last carefree summer together—was a cruel reminder of what once was. Her laughter seemed to echo through the empty apartment, mocking my regret.My eyes filled with tears as I considered the friendship I had violated and the trust I had broken. I had t