After such an exhausting day, I needed premium rest. The meeting with the clients today went well and securing their agreement felt like a significant victory. I sighed deeply as I stepped inside my room and took off my business suit. There was a tap on the door as I turned to put on my nightgown.For a brief while, my heart raced for no apparent reason. Was it Kylo? I hadn’t seen him for three days now. The thought of him being there filled me with an odd mix of anticipation and dread.“Give me a moment,” I called out, quickly slipping into my robe. When I opened the door, a wave of disappointment washed over me. It wasn’t Kylo.Why did I feel this way? Was that how much of an effect he had on me?Dora stood there, her expression cold and unreadable. She swept passed me and sat down on the couch without waiting for an invitation. Shutting the door behind me, I faced her, wondering what new conflict this one would bring.“I believe you know there’s no way you would stay in this house
Varya's POVAt one point it seemed as if the weight was on my neck, desperate to tighten its noose around my neck. I had to escape the turmoil that was slowly creeping into my life even if it was for a few days.—a little beer to lift my spirit, and maybe a visit to my mother tomorrow. I needed a familiar face, a reminder of why I was enduring this mess. Seeing my mother happy was the reason I pushed through.I opened the mini fridge in my room and took out a few cans of beer, gulping down the first can. The coldness seemed to freeze my throat, numbing the turmoil boiling up within me.When I turned to look at the floor where I sat, I saw four empty cans of beer. One final can remained, clutched in my hand as the music from my headphones lulled me into a hazy, half-conscious state.Kylo's POVI had been knocking on Varya's door for the past 25 minutes, but she hadn't answered. She never wasted time responding to her room door. It made me uncomfortable and wondering what the hell was g
Varya’s povThe kitchen had of course been my saving grace, my place of solace, the only place I felt truly alive and calm as I chopped, stirred, rolled out pastry, and kneaded dough. Today, I was cooking a meal that I remembered in the early stages of marriage with Kylo, everything was so unpredictable.While slicing vegetables and cooking sauces in my mind I recalled the last eating with Grandpa. It had been one of them, one of those occasions when we had to portray that we are a really happy married couple. I smiled recalling how shy both of us were and particularly Kylo’s attempts at being smooth.Before I knew it, there were footsteps by the kitchen door and I could hear the door shut from the other side. Turning, I saw Kylo there, somewhat awkward, yet fierce.“Need any help?” he asked, the words winding around him freely but there was worry in his eyes.I raised an eyebrow. “Since when do you help in the kitchen?”He shrugged, stepping closer. "Since now. What can I do?"I hand
At first, our fingers touched, and then our eyes locked and I almost felt like everything was but a distant memory.“Um, Grandpa, that is quite a drastic. . . decision do you not think?” Kylo replied in a bid to avoid the question.Grandpa laughed aloud and the sound was as hearty as it had always been. “Well, watching you two for quite some time, it’s high time you two begin thinking of such issues.”Dora’s eyes sparkled with rage, and Cassandra’s mouth formed a tight line. However, Grandpa never cared about other people’s reactions; he was only concerned with us.I got embarrassed, but at the same time, I got something more than simply being embarrassed, there was something within me that was struck at the core, which I could not express fully.The idea of having children with Kylo was something I had never really considered, given the nature of our marriage. But now, with Grandpa's words hanging in the air, it felt like a possibility, a future that was suddenly real and tangible.K
VARYA’S POVThe early morning light peeped in through the curtains as a signal that brought the kind of day I had been desiring. Today I was planning to go and see my mother in the new house Kylo had bought for her.There was a small excitement to be around her and to see her in a place where an ordinary woman like her could live comfortably and where we did not carry along our past.Standing in front of the mirror brushing my hair and hoping that my nerves would not get the best of me. I fell into the habit of not visiting her as often as I used to and that was quite a long time ago, so much had happened.My marriage – they each appeared so complicated, so tied up in knots – and my feelings towards Kylo were not straightforward at all. But today, I had the need to forget all that and just for a few hours give all my attention to my mother.I had just come out of the bathroom when I heard the knock on the bedroom door Kylo.“Varya, are you almost done?” he said, and it seemed to her t
My mother once called me aside as I was assisting her in setting the lunch table, her smile belying her knowledge. Varya, Kylo is a good man. He clearly cares a great deal about you.I looked at him, seeing his deft placement of the plates on the table. "He is," I said, feeling a range of emotions surge through my heart. "He's changed recently. More... mindful."With understanding, my mother's eyes softened as she squeezed my hand."Be patient with it. Sometimes folks need some time to figure out what really important."Lunch was satisfactory, the meals tasty and the company of the people wonderful. Then we felt free to converse and even joke around, the mood was friendly and welcoming. It was like imagining what it would be like to be happy again, to be half of what I had been before and maybe even better.While we were having our dessert, my mother glanced at both of us and gave us a very mischievous look.“So when are you two planning to give your old grandpa some grandchildren tha
Dora’s PovCassandra put her hand on my shoulder; it felt nice and soothing. "You gotta think of tomorrow, Dora, and play for the long haul. Rushing in and causing a scene will only push them further together. We need to find a way to create distance between them, subtly."Taking a deep breath in an effort to pacify the tempest within me. Cassandra was right. Losing control would only backfire.I had to be strategic, and careful. "What do you suggest?" I asked, my voice steadier now."First, we need to undermine their trust in each other," Cassandra said, her eyes gleaming with a cold, calculating light."Plant seeds of doubt, make them question each other's motives. We can start small, with little things that will grow over time."I nodded, feeling a flash of hope. It was a plan, a method to strike back without losing my composure."And what about Kylo? How do I make him see that I'm the one for him, not Varya?"Cassandra's expression softened slightly, her tone gentler. "Remind him
Cassandra's eyes were filled with sympathy, but also a steely resolve."Then we need to be prepared for that possibility. We need to have a backup plan, something that will ensure you don't lose everything.""What do you suggest?" I asked, my heart heavy."We need to create an opportunity for you to prove your worth to Kylo," she said."Something that will remind him why he was attracted to you originally." Her words continued spinning around my head, bringing up another idea.I nodded, determination hardening within me. "You're right, Cassandra. I need to”I smirked as I saw Varya from the other side of the room. The hurricane I was going to unleash on her life was lost on her. My motivation wasn't simply jealousy; it was also this woman's outrageous arrogance in believing she could hang onto Kylo.Varya’s presence had been a thorn in my side from the moment she stepped into the Cassian household. Now, it was time to pluck that thorn out for good.The plan had been swirling in my min