I just came out from taking breakfast in the kitchen to my room, I heard a crash. In trying to find out what had broken, that’s when I headed towards the living room and started feeling sick to my stomach.But there she was standing right in the middle of shards of ceramic from the small antique vase that father had given to me when I was little. The satisfaction on her face was enough to tell me everything I needed to know.“What have you done?” I whispered those words in a shaking tone fear and anger welling up inside me.Cassandra just rolled her eyes and said, "Whatever," with a most conceited look on her face. “Oh, that old thing? it was a mistake besides, It was just taking up space.”Tears clouded my vision as I knelt down to try and pick up the pieces I bet I could barely even see. And that vase was one of the very few items I had from my father, or for that matter anything that belonged to my family. It was officially given to me when I had turned eight, he had said that it w
Dora’s PovLooking up I saw the towering structure of the Eiffel Tower when I was in a small cafe in Paris savoring my espresso. The city was pretty, of course, but my thoughts were somewhere far, far away – with Kylo back at the house.The distance was becoming a bit much, as I’d been in Paris for just over a month now for a fashion shoot.Standing up I felt restless again and reached for my phone for the fifth time that day to call Kylo. He let it continue to ring but never said a word or answered it. Again. My concern and annoyance increased with each and every call that went unanswered.I tried calling him back again and this time I left another voicemail message but was very careful not to let my emotions get the best of me.‘Kylo it is Dora here I dropped my calls earlier I hope you get this call kindly call me back I miss you’.I hung up the phone and sat there looking at the blue screen waiting for it to glow and show a message from him. But nothing happened. I hung up and sta
Kylo’S POV"Mr. Cassian, it seems Dora has been communicating with Cassandra since she left for Paris," My Secretary said.I wasn't very surprised because Cassandra doesn't come over to my place unless Dora was around, but now she came when Dora left, it was very suspicious, there was no denying it."She is probably trying to cause a rift between Varya and me, Cassandra has been making the house miserable for my wife, that brat. I had let her have her way so many times, was that a mistake?"I responded, my focus still on the document in my hand, while my secretary stood there."You finally agreed she was your wife?" She teased while she walked out of the office, I pretended not to hear what she had just said.I strode around my office, a boiling irritation beneath my surface. Varya had abruptly left the house following yet another of Cassandra's altercations. It was worse than usual this time.I knew I had to track out Varya and bring her back because Cassandra had gone too far. I loo
DORA’S POVI sat in my Paris hotel room, with wide windows looking out to those twinkling city lights. According to any model, Paris is where all the action should be, here one gets a feel of the limelight and glamour. However, my mind was a million miles away, focused solely on Kylo.The news Cassandra had given me still gnawed at my insides like a relentless parasite. Kylo, my Kylo, had gotten married in secret. And not just to anyone, but to that woman, Varya. The audacity of her to waltz into our lives and take my place beside Kylo.I grabbed my phone and began to go through all of the missed calls and messages I had sent to Kylo. I felt a dagger in my heart with each one. How could he subject me to this? We have been friends since our early childhood.I had been his rock and his confidante for as long as I could remember. I had always thought that one day he would see me for who I really was—the only woman who could make him happy—even though I knew he didn't love me the way I lo
VARYA’S POV There was anxiety in me when I woke up today. The house was tight ever since Dora came back from Paris. Her presence, combined with Cassandra’s constant meddling, made every day feel like a tightrope walk. Tia had been away for a week, and the office had become my refuge. At work, I could escape the suffocating hostility that awaited me at home. Pretending to be in love with Kylo in front of Dora and Cassandra was draining. It was made much more tiresome by Kylo's obvious apathy. This pretence was heavy on me and I often wondered how long I could bear it. As I prepared for the office; I attempted not to focus on the anxiety eating me alive. I couldn't afford for them to witness my collapse. Like any other day, I would turn to face them and hold my head high. As soon as I heard heels click, I turned to face the door. She had her arms crossed over her chest tightly, and a smug smile was wrapping itself over her mouth. This heralded work for me. “Varya,” she began,
Rather than dread, the day broke with a sense of purpose. I was bothered by the uncomfortable atmosphere at home, but I made the decision not to let it interfere with my work. This was a significant day. I got the opportunity to significantly prove myself today.I was thinking about the presentation I had been working on for weeks as I got ready for the office. It was a big project that would guarantee my position in the organization if it was successful. Not just for my career, but also to reassure myself that I was more than the derogatory remarks and false charges made against me by Dora and Cassandra, I needed this victory.I got out of the house early in the hopes of averting any conflicts. I took advantage of the quiet trip to the workplace to review my notes one last time. I felt ready and determined when I got there.Everyone moved with purpose, and the workplace was humming with activity. As I headed to my desk, I quickly said hello to my coworkers. Julie, my assistant, was t
The strain of everything happening at home had reached a boiling point. Dora’s return from Paris, Cassandra’s intrusive presence, and cold attitudes from Kylo – it was all too much.I felt tired, and my head was spinning; I thought I could use some time off to wait for the storm to pass. This explains why after the recent success at work, I felt that I deserved it.I went to sleep at night and the next morning I made up my mind to go on a short Get-A-Way trip to a cabin, a few hours’ drive away from the city and hustle and bustle. I then collected my luggage and wrote a brief message to Kylo that I would be away for a couple of days.This is the best time to contemplate because as the car pulled away from the city the tension dissipated. The moment I was out of that mansion and away from all those people who I felt were poisonous to my health, I felt lighter.They placed the cabin deep into such a forest which made it the best place to relax and take a break. I got there in the evenin
The next day I was woken up by the sweet melodies of birds singing and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Kylo appeared to be already awake, he was seated on the porch holding a mug. I followed him, as those little things gave me at least a semblance of a life.“Morning,” he said and handed me the cup.“Morning,” I said covering the cup with my hand formally to take a sip. That coffee was exactly to my taste, and I could not have asked for any better.“Thank you.”He simply nodded and we remained for a while in silence, admiring the beauty of the rising sun over the trees. I actually wished we could spend the rest of our days right there, with no care in the world, no wars to be fought and no airs to be given.A few minutes later, Kylo broke the silence “You know, I have been considering something. It might be better if we made more trips like this. It might help us deal with everything better.”I looked at him, surprised by the suggestion. “You think so?”He shrugged, he had a small
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