It was the closure that I really liked when the courtroom was empty, and only I and the judge were left in the room. The trial was torture but this has finally come to an end and justice has been served for the wrongs done to me which was a victory for me.Kylo and I went out of the courtroom holding hands. It was good that we were free from the heavy trial, a new part of our life was set to begin. I eagerly anticipated starting my own life and having some quiet and calm after the recent events that occurred over several months.After the trial, it was important to think about how the whole process that led to this moment has been arranged.All along the fight for justice had not been a walk in the park, but with people by my side, the fight was much easier. There had been struggles, yes, but there had also been growth and determination within me.Standing outside the courthouse, I was finally starting to feel the freedom that I didn’t know I had been looking for. Truth won this time
I was in the living room sipping a mug of herbal tea when I heard the doorbell sound.Everything was glowing with twilight in the early evening; the outside world appeared to have just finished raining.Kylo had excused himself for a moment; I didn’t mind at that point.The suddenness made me feel like finally had some time to reflect but without regret after everything that had happened before.The silence from within seemed unreal judging from what my life has been in months recently.I placed my cup down on the coffee table and opened the door only to find Cassandra standing there — it almost made my heart skip a beat!She seemed different somehow–tired maybe or even somewhat self-effacing if such an expression could be used for someone who was always full of herself as she used to be?A few months ago, I wouldn’t have imagined seeing her here again, especially not after the way things had ended between her and Kylo.“Varya,” she said, her voice soft and tentative.“Cassandra,” I r
The very moment the door made noises like it was about to close, I had feelings that my mother had come. Being in the living room, I clenched my fists seeing her step into the room anxiously. She could hardly believe that she had taken a month-long vacation; a lot had transpired during her time away.My mind filled with the idea of what she would soon discover – the trial, the betrayals, the bitterness of the truth that did not stay hidden. I had been expecting this moment knowing the pain and the loss that was awaiting her.Of course, when she saw me, she stood still. There was fatigue in her facial expressions, especially her eyes, but the most profound emotion depicted on her face was anguish. She stared right at me as if I was a complete stranger and I knew it was because I had changed quite a lot in her absence.I got up from the couch and then felt a bit weak on my legs as I approached her. My voice seemed to be stagnant in my throat but I had to find the voice to speak.“Mom…”
My head became hazy immediately. I felt as though I could float; all I heard were distant sounds from conversations going on around me, echoing like voices inside a tunnel.At that moment, my mother’s voice along with Kylo’s and Grandpa faded out completely with an abrupt wave of dizziness taking over my body.This made everything blurry until eventually, my surroundings darkened completely without making any sense at all.When I opened my eyes again all I noticed was a harsh smell of antiseptic that struck my nose instantly. There was also a soft beeping sound from some monitor there in the background.I blinked trying to get rid of foggy thoughts in my mind and then realized that I was in a hospital room. Pale walls, a bed with stiff sheets beneath me, and bright lights above assuredly confirmed this fact.“Varya?” Kylo’s voice was the first to break through the haze. He was sitting beside my bed, his eyes wide with concern.My mother was on the other side, holding my hand, her expr
KYLO’S POV Seated inside the hospital room, watching Varya’s unconscious form resting on that bed made my soul skip a few beats. For a second such scenes felt as if old regrets come back to clamor for attention, the blame squarely on me. Just a minute ago, we had all been having dinners around the dining table with some light-hearted fun in welcoming Mrs. Luther back from the vacation. And the next minute Varya’s face was all pale. She had just… passed out. Panic gripped me when I called out her name, my voice cracking as I hurried over to her. Her eyelids dropped shut as she went slack in my grasp. Everything thereafter had become hazy, my body moving her to the car almost instinctively, Grandpa barking orders, Mrs. Luther’s terrified screeching. The aftermath of the events that occurred in that room only served to numb my senses, bright white lights, dull violent sounds and those words which I considered would be my salvation–erase my sadness. Please, please save her. A
VARYA’S POVIt was an unreal and astonishing kind of news that shocked me to the core, making me feel dizzy all through.I was pregnant! Yes, I was going to have my baby! Initially, it had shocked me completely before morphing into a combination of emotions like happiness mixed with sorrow and panic.Being at that hospital bed with Kylo’s hand on top of mine, the realization came crashing down on me harshly. I am going to be a parent. Kylo shall also be one too! However, while I yearned for joy within me, doubts kept invading my thoughts.Could Kylo really be a good father? Could he truly change?Kylo had always been complicated—passionate, driven, sometimes too much for his own good. I had seen his darkness, rage, and how cold he was to me. I witnessed his most terrible moments, which were horrifying.He could be furious as a fire that bursts out unexpectedly and although he tried to change himself for the better those past instances still remained in my mind.Could such a person be
Our marriage had always been complicated. The initial arrangement was an agreement that appeared chilled and calculated, but over time it grew into something else entirely; however, it was still fraught with pain and confusion.Kylo has always maintained his distance and locked away his feelings behind a wall that cannot be breached. I made unsuccessful attempts to approach him, and comprehend him but every effort was met with impassivity, which was colder than any nasty remark.But now everything felt more pressing and real since the baby was about to be born. I could not remain in an empty marriage anymore.I had to know where Kylo really stood on this matter; what did he really want from me? Then again fear of his response, the fear that he would confirm my most dreadful suspicions kept me quiet.The sound of footsteps disturbed my thoughts as I looked up to see Kylo standing at the door holding a breakfast tray in hand.His expression was serious, he searched my eyes for something
He wrapped his arms around me bringing me close while letting go tears started running down my cheeks silently too much sadness taking place at once on the inside feeling overwhelming yet comforting warmth making everything feel alright' albeit briefly.At last, after an eternity of waiting finally, there was a chance again - still weak but flickering flame suggesting that perhaps somehow someday we would return again into each other’s embraces again.Hugging him tightly made me realize that beginnings are never easy though. Not that they have to happen overnight but if Kylo fights for us maybe I could gather up enough courage to do likewise.My mother’s eyes stayed on me, as we sat together in the warm atmosphere of the living room with the sunlight coming through the curtains. She was worried to the extent that her feeling was evident and I felt that she was almost choking.And I could clearly notice how tense she was, how fine creases of concern had manifested themselves across the