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
VARYA’S POVThe walls of the hospital room were pale, and the hard fluorescent lights made it feel sterile. I sat in an uncomfortable chair, staring blankly at a hanging IV drip while what Kylo revealed spun around in my head.It was not until his words got through to me like a knife that I started to bring back fragments of the deep-buried memories.Kylo had revealed everything about the accident—my father’s death and my mother’s life-changing injuries as a result of Mr. Anderson driving their car into the side of our truck.The information itself was mind-boggling but what shook me to my core is that Kylo, my husband, was still that very young boy from that night.It had been years since I'd gone into detail about the accident. These memories were closed off from each other; they couldn't be opened up for examination because they were too traumatizing for me to remember them again.However, with Kylo's revelations and bits of my past coming together again, there is now something fro
KYLO’S POVThe room in my apartment was a chaotic mess of documents, photographs, and scattered papers. Each item represented countless hours spent piecing together the truth of Varya’s harrowing ordeal.The city lights outside cast a muted glow, highlighting the seriousness of the task at hand. In preparing to face Theo, and his family, who we had accumulated the evidence against, my heart raced.I stood by the window staring out into the enormous city below with my mind focusing on the confrontation waiting ahead.This was not only about seeking justice for Varya but also making sure that those responsible suffered consequences for their actions: every decision had to be exact; thus, there couldn’t be any mistakes on my part.Turning away from the window I looked at Varya seated at the table whose face showed both determination and anxiety mixed together. Although she had gone through a lot of pain herself, there was still an unyielding flame inside her eyes indicating her willpower
Kylo's PovMy vehicle sped down urban routes where all I could hear was a soft buzzing from the machinery and patterns echoing my car’s tires on the pavement.There was an enormous load resting on my back considering how stressful life can be at times yet; a daunting activity awaited me: discussing with Dora her involvement in Varya’s abduction case.This incident becomes more complicated just as much as it reminds me that she was once my friend and it is very evident that she played a critical role in this entire disaster.Dora had always had a thing for me, an obsession that had bordered on unsettling. I hadn’t realized how far she was willing to go until now.The jealousy and resentment she harbored towards Varya—my wife—had pushed her to orchestrate a kidnapping, a crime that would forever alter our lives.Dora had been working behind Theo and his wife, Tia, pulling the strings in a twisted drama of betrayal and malice.As I navigated through the city, the memories of my past with
VARYA'S POVThe room was dim, pillows were placed next to me as I sat at an angle on the bed. Gentle sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains and touched my body down to its softest corner. It had been just a few days after coming out of the hospital, and going back home felt like a relief that I never knew I required.However, this tranquility didn’t stay for long. As I rested on the bed in stillness, my ears caught sound waves traveling from down the hall. There went that unmistakable voice of Grandpa—deep and booming but with an underlying impatience."You… you dare put my granddaughter-in-law in such a mess?" His words struck me like thunder as they echoed in the hallway around us.I was surprised by his early visit, which made my heart beat faster because it was filled with both fright and affection. Before all these events unfolded I had known Grandpa to be very protective against me; now even more so than before.Wriggling around on warm sheets in bed, I made attempts at f
Grandpa let out a laugh and shook his head.Kylo sneered, “Oh, what do I have to face? A wife who has the audacity to laugh at me and a grandfather who has the nerve to bring her new husbands!”What was odd was that with that small change, I felt a kind of cheerful lightness in the room, a lightness I had not felt in a long time. For a moment it is as though all the horrors of life outside are not a reality, the hatred, the suffering, the dread.It was as if everything vanished into thin air because all that mattered was this simple embrace of the two people who cared for me most in this world.Laughing as though I wanted to split my sides I ended up having to clear my eyes of tears and look at them both. “I don’t need a new husband, Grandpa,”I said jokingly, looking at Kylo and smiling at him gently. “I’m quite happy with this one. ”Kylo’s features relaxed, and looking deep into his green eyes, I realized that the connection between us was stronger than it had ever been in the past