DORA’S POVAs he walked from one corner of his study to the other, a storm of conflicting emotions on his face, I realized with an awful sense of satisfaction that I was savoring. It had separated them but now was time for me to take my next step.Varya had already done the damage; this seemed an opportunity for me to cause closeness to Kylo.My strategy began small at first with minor but deliberate acts. I ensured to be there whenever he sought assistance by lending an ear and a shoulder for him to cry on. Initially, he was aloof and absorbed in the aftermath of embarrassment.However, over time he became less guarded around me by expressing his frustrations and pain.Through the keyhole when I passed his office one night, I heard him talking bitterly about some matters to himself. Knocking lightly at the door I entered without knocking again."Kylo are you fine?" I asked softly as though there was something serious about it was like that.He looked straight up at me while dodging e
DORA’S POV “Good morning, Kylo already had his face buried in a newspaper when I got to the breakfast table” He raised his eyes towards me as I entered hinting at anger and determination. “Dora, have you seen this?” asked he lifting up the paper. With a seat next to him, I nodded at him indicating that I had seen it all. “It’s shameful.” He sighed pulling his hair backward amusedly. “It’s incredible that everything ended up here like some kind of a nightmare that never goes away” To boost morale during our meal, I reached out a comforting hand towards his arms. “We’ll pull through this, Kylo.” Together, we shall face it.” Our plans were drawn through various conversations over breakfast. Each day brought forth more signs that Varya’s position was increasingly becoming untenable – there had been no stopping media hype around her since earlier times ago; likewise, Kaylo was under mounting pressure as well. “There’s a need for a decisive move,” I said lowering my voice to
KYLO’S POVThe atmosphere of unease inside the house was so intense that it could be felt, like an unspoken burden on all of us. I sat in my study trying to concentrate on all the papers which had piled up over time but my brain kept wandering away.Varya lingered in my subconscious; this tireless annoying thing.I cast a look at the clock and its tick-tock was unbearable evidence for the late hour. I needed some fresh air, therefore, I thought of taking a stroll. While I was approaching the window an obscure shape slithered through the entrance gate; this made me squint but soon enough it dawned on me to be Varya whom I despise.What could she be doing at such late hours? My mind started racing with thoughts of her going into nightclubs, then I found myself boiling with rage within this kind of reality. What else could she try? Then alas! Curiosity won zealously over me making me stealthily follow her.Her steps were frantic and unfocused as if someone was bearing earth’s burden on t
VARYA’S POVThe house felt close, the air thick with unheard speech and poised quarrels. I could not take it anymore as I felt myself closing in on its walls. I needed to think plainly so I chose to go for a walk hoping that perhaps the coolness of the night would provide clarity.When I slipped out through the unlocked gate of the front porch I covered myself using my shoulders wrapping my arms around them for comfort in that simple act. The road was quiet with only an elusive far noise from a car’s movement somewhere around.I kept my eyes bound on the soil; remaining in deep contemplation repeating over and over again about what had happened previously within several weeks ago. Kylo was too cold; there were some smug faces from both Dora and Cassandra; people would always say anything they wanted – it was just too much.When I finally reached where the pavement met the edge of the road, pausing a little to sort out my mind. Streetlights cast long and flickering shadows that were da
VARYA’S POVJasmin was seated near me, her eyes straying to Kylo sometimes who was looking ahead impassively. I had not yet wrapped my head around everything that had transpired earlier; my mind was fuzzy with confusion and fear.From the hospital to the accident to Kylo’s unexpected concern it all seemed like a blur in my memory. My body was sore but it wasn’t anything compared to the pain in my chest – an emotional injury that wouldn’t go away.We got to the mansion where I was completely worn out, both physically and emotionally drained. As we entered the large foyer, Cassandra and Dora were waiting for us in the living room.You could feel the heaviness in the air as they were about to add more on top of what was already weighing heavily on my shoulders.The drive had been quiet on Kylo’s part and therefore I found myself stealing glances at him trying to read his expression. Was he angry? Concerned? Did he regret staying by my side at the hospital? I couldn't tell.Cassandra was
VARYA’S POVIn my bed I remained, trapped in a storm of feelings, uncertain as to what was real or an imagination with the force of nature ever since it happened to me.The silence in the room was occasionally broken by some sounds coming from somewhere far away. All parts of me were sore, but even more unbearable was the hurt I felt inside me.The door creaked open, and I glanced up, expecting to see Kylo or Jasmin. But instead, Dora and Cassandra marched in with determination, their faces set with contempt.My heart sank as I saw Kylo following them, his face taut with frustration as he tried to call them back.“Varya needs to rest. Don’t disturb her,” Kylo’s voice was firm, but it fell on deaf ears.Cassandra was the first to speak, her tone dripping with scorn."In case you didn’t hear what my brother said earlier, let me make it clear. He doesn’t love you or care about you. He’s just doing his duties. So, if you played this accident game to get pity from him, it’s not happening.
KYLO’S POVI stood by the doorway, watching as Dora and Cassandra stormed into Varya's room with their usual determination. My attempts to call them back, to stop them from disturbing her, had fallen on deaf ears.They had always been headstrong, but this time, something felt different—a tension in the air that made my chest tighten with unease.“In case you didn’t hear what my brother said earlier,” Cassandra began, her voice laced with venom,“let me make it clear. He doesn’t love you or care about you. He’s just doing his duties. So, if you played this accident game to get pity from him, it’s not happening. Get well and get out of this house.”Her words struck like a dagger to my heart. I had said those things, hadn’t I? I had made it clear that I didn’t care, that I only wanted her to pay for the scandal she had caused.But hearing them repeated by Cassandra made them feel crueler than I had intended. Did I really mean it? Was I truly that indifferent?Before I could process my th
DORA’S POVThe atmosphere in Varya's room was thick with tension. Cassandra’s words hung in the air like a poisonous cloud, suffocating and malicious. I stood beside her, feeling the familiar rush of satisfaction as she delivered her venomous message to Varya.But something was gnawing at the edges of my confidence, a feeling I couldn’t quite shake.“And would she leave her house?”The unexpected voice from the doorway froze me in place. I turned slowly, my heart lurching in my chest. Grandpa Cassian stood there, his stern gaze sweeping over the room. The air seemed to be still as his presence demanded attention.My pulse quickened, and a cold sweat broke out on the back of my neck. What was he doing here? He wasn’t supposed to be back for another month. How much had he heard?Cassandra stammered beside me, her usual confidence faltering. “Grandpa, you weren’t supposed to be back until next month. We… we didn’t know.”Grandpa ignored her, his eyes now fixed on Varya. I followed his ga