PyotrSleep enveloped me almost immediately in a deep and dreamless way, and I awoke only the next day feeling a little dazed by the incessant ringing of the doorbell. Why is someone knocking on my door in the morning? I walked a little sleepily to the door, being surprised by Mary." Peter " She wrapped her arms around my neck, greeting me with a lingering kiss. What is she doing here? Why is she kissing me? What's going on? " I brought our breakfast.”" Mary.”" This is Mr. Elliott Reid " She drew my attention to a man standing next to her " He's from immigration. I ran into him in the elevator, isn't that an amazing coincidence?”" Sorry, I was asleep " I mumbled, still trying to get myself situated " It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Reid. Please, Come in.”" I hope I haven't come at a bad time " The man appraised us." Bad time? Not bad at all! We just need a minute for him to change clothes," Mary answered for me. She wrapped her arm around me, pressing her body to my skin, wh
PyotrI took the last two days off to enjoy some time with my family. Yulia was ecstatic to see the city and only my mother prevented her from settling into my apartment for good, forcing her to go back to the hotel.We went out to dinner so that Mary could get to know all the women in my life better, and then I escorted them back to the hotel. The next day, my fiancée went out with my sisters, and I spent the day with my mother. I introduced her to all the places I like to go, and showed her the apartment where we would be living from next week on, after we returned from our honeymoon. Mary and I only met again on Friday, during the wedding rehearsal. I could not remember ever seeing her so beautiful. She was wearing a white lacy dress and her hair was loose, as I liked it. From there we would go to the rehearsal dinner, which would be held near the docks. The Navruz's would bring Mary, and I would bring my family. This dinner would be a smaller event than the wedding, but Omar
Pyotr" Mary," I called, heading in her direction. She turned toward me with wide eyes, surprised by my presence. " I didn't do anything.”She tried to explain herself, while I leaned over the railing, trying to see something in the black water. A commotion started in the hall and soon footsteps rushed up the stairs. We both turned around at the same time, staring at Elena and a few other guests." What happened? " She questioned worriedly, "We heard a scream.”" You heard it…" Mary seemed at a loss for words, but we couldn't leave Stewart in the river, no matter how much he deserved it." Ian was unbalanced and fell into the water " I reported." My son fell in the water? " Ian's mother raised her voice in horror " How did this happen?”" It doesn't matter how it happened," Jacob laughed, "I loved it.”" What was he doing here with you two? " Gavin questioned Mary, who immediately paled as the yacht continued to move." Not to interrupt the interrogation," Yulia remarked, "but did
PyotrI took my family back to the hotel and stayed with them for a while before going back to my apartment. They would leave on Sunday and I would no longer be here. Today was my last day in the apartment. Libby was with Jacob, who had committed to taking care of my dog while I was gone. His absence made the place seem lifeless.I took a shower and went to bed, imagining how things would be in a few days, when Mary and I returned from the Caribbean. The fact that there is always someone to interrupt us must be some kind of sign, one that I cannot ignore.Once again I couldn't sleep, and today I wouldn't dare call Mary. I stayed up all night, deciding to read a book to try to force the day to come faster. Sleep came as the first rays of sunlight appeared on the horizon.I awoke once again to the doorbell that rang continuously. I felt completely exhausted. What time is it?I answered the door to find Simon standing in the hallway, wearing a white shirt and bow tie, holding his jack
Mary"Are you anxious?" my father asked.We both stood in front of the large closed door that would take us to the ceremony site. My heart was beating hard in my chest as I waited to go to Pyotr." I can't believe I'm getting married," I admitted with a nervous laugh. “It seems like a delirium. A collective delirium.”" You won't run away, will you? Edgar would never let me forget it. " He frowned. In the background I could hear that the music playing for my bridesmaids' entrance was about to end, bringing me closer and closer to my destination. " I'm not running away," I assured him with a smile. " Think of the Anxious Russian waiting for you at the altar," Omar winked at me.All I Want Is You started to play and I understood my cue, starting my walk towards my new life. Even if it is not real, this step that I am taking will change everything forever.I held the bouquet tightly as soon as the doors opened, starting to walk towards my fiancé. I watched my shoes, careful not to
MaryBut the tranquility didn't last that long; my father got excited about introducing me to all his friends, and every now and then someone appeared to congratulate us. In the end, I took advantage of Pyotr's distraction with his own family, and went back to the terrace, in search of some air.The place was deserted, amazingly enough. I guess everyone was enjoying the air conditioning and escaping the hot sun. I walked to the small ornamental pool around the altar and after a brief consideration, I removed my shoes, carefully sitting on the edge and placing my feet in the cool water. I shouldn't do this, but I wasn't really caring that much about protocols at that moment. I just wanted to feel at peace. I really did get married. I am responsible for my life. Well, not that I wasn't before, but now I can no longer call my mother every time I screw up. I watched St. Patrick's enjoying the silence for a moment until I heard some footsteps approaching. Footsteps that I knew all to
MaryAfter eight hours on a plane, and almost an hour in a car, we arrived at the hotel at dawn. For much of the flight I was tempted to attack Peter right there, which resulted in a few stolen kisses on both sides. But as the hours progressed, fatigue began to take over both of us. In the end, when we landed in St. Lucia, an island in the Caribbean, we could barely stay awake. I was almost asleep in the car on the way to the hotel. I lay on my husband's shoulder and forced myself to stay awake." Don't sleep," he ordered, "we're almost there.”" I'm so tired," I sighed with my eyes closed. " Don't make me carry you to your room," Pyotr stroked my face, making me open my eyes, "You know we won't be together.”" Did you manage to book the other one? " I yawned." Yes," he stroked my face again." Our wedding day is over, Peter," I remarked with some disappointment. We allowed ourselves to live it for twenty four hours, and when we least expected it, it was over." Yes," he agreed,
MaryWe returned to the hotel just after lunch and Pyotr suggested that we stay for a while in the common area, but I insisted on going back to the room to send a message to my parents.He accompanied me, after I promised that we could leave soon. The room was perfectly arranged. Peter sat on the edge of the pool while I typed a quick message to my mother, letting her know that we arrived safely and that the place was beautiful." Hey Peter, let's take a picture? " I proposed." A picture? " He arched his eyebrow, "What for?”" We're a honeymooning couple, have you forgotten? " I rolled my eyes " It would be weird if we didn't have pictures.”" Take your cell phone," he suggested, "We can take pictures on the island.”" That's good," I approached him, "but I want one of the Pitons.”" Here?”" It'll be quick," I pleaded, "I won't ask you for more.”" Just one," he relented, getting up and walking over to the guardrail beside the pool, leaning his back against the glass.I stood in fro
Mary I kept alert during dinner, but nothing different happened. Am I becoming paranoid? Do I not know my father well enough anymore? " The most awaited time has come," Omar smiled as the plates were cleared away, "time for dessert.” I frowned as a Red Velvet cake was brought to the table by a waiter my father had hired for the evening. My surprise increased even more when he handed a cake knife with a spatula to Pyotr. " What's going on? " I stammered in confusion. " I thought it was clear that this is a celebratory dinner, Marianne," my father explained as if it were obvious. “Doesn't the cake tell you anything?” " That you've lost your mind and I can have you committed and take over the publishing company? " I tried. " What do I do with this? " My husband whispered to me. " I'm sorry to disappoint you dear, but my sanity is still intact," he smiled, "but it was a good guess.” " Can someone explain it to me? " I asked. " Don't look at me," Ian shrugged, "I've just been inv
MaryThe next day was the same as the others. Breakfast, walk with Libby in the park, lunch, physical therapy. I was surprised to get a call from my dad inviting us to his house for dinner.This was strange, because he usually took us to some restaurant or something, but I decided not to argue. At the agreed time we went to my parents' house." Why the last minute invitation? " Pyotr asked " Your father usually likes to plan things in advance.”" I don't know, he must be feeling lonely," I yawned. “I just hope he doesn't try to drag us off to some opera or theater or whatever.”" I warn him, you're tired," he assured me, taking me in his arms as we reached the door to the old man's house. He climbed the steps to the front door, setting me down and supporting me so that I could take the few steps to the door and ring the bell.To my surprise, it was Ian who answered, staring at me with a nonchalant look on his face." Hey, you're standing up " he smiled." Can you support her while I
MarryWe remained silent until we were in the car going back to the apartment." I'm sorry about that, he shouldn't have brought Margot here without consulting you," Pyotr sighed." We got through it," I stared at him, "She had a chance to explain herself, and now we can move on, Peter. We have closed this chapter of our lives.”" Really?”" Pete, I told you I've forgiven you," I pointed out slowly, "Don't you think you need to do the same?”He remained silent, after a quick glance. I knew how much he blamed himself for my condition, but I didn't want him to stay with me out of guilt, but because he loved me." I'm sorry," he finally spoke up, "I... I just hate seeing you like this thing.”" And I hate being like this," I took a deep breath, "but there's not much you can do about it, is there?”" If I had told you... " He looked away." If I hadn't decided to drive at that moment," I retorted, "If I had slowed down, or if I had remembered to buckle up, who knows. If I had…”" Mary…”"
MaryI awoke feeling the warmth of Pyotr's skin enveloping me, I snuggled into his arms, as that feeling of fullness came over me once again. Every part of my life was whole again.After Peter took me to the terrace yesterday I had no doubt, he is the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, I could never give this up. After I had this certainty, the rest was easier.We enjoyed our evening at home, and after dinner went straight to bed. I outlined Pyotr's face with my fingertips, thinking how lucky I was to have him by my side." What time is it? " he murmured, his eyes still closed." I don't know," I kissed him softly on the lips. Hearing the protests from the other side of the door " But the kitty and Libby didn't like that they slept outside.”" They'll have to get used to it," Pyotr laughed, moving away to look for his cell phone. “I will prepare breakfast.”" If you help me get dressed, we can do it together." I sat up in bed, looking around for my clothes." Help you? Why
pyotr" Pyotr? " Denise's voice caught my attention " Can you help me a little?”" Excuse me? " I closed the door, turning towards her." She doesn't want to do the exercises," the physiotherapist explained, walking towards me. “Could you…”" Sure," I sighed, walking into the living room.Denise had moved the furniture aside, laying out a mattress on the floor. Mary was lying there, she was panting and covering her eyes with her arm. " What's the matter? " I questioned."I increased the weight on her ankles” The woman indicated as I sat down on the floor beside her." It hurts," Mary whined." How much does she need to do? " I sighed.Every time Denise introduced a new exercise, or increased the weight, I had to intervene to get Mary to do the exercises." Ten," Denise said, "Ten on each leg.”" Anne," I pulled her arm away from her eyes. " Come on, just ten.”" But…”" You can do it, моя девушка¹ " I assured her, caressing her face " Come on.Mary took a deep breath, starting to do
PyotrIt was the first week of October, Mary had started physical therapy and slowly she was allowing me to get closer.First we were able to have a conversation, then she began to allow me to help her, touch her, and finally we were back to sharing a bed.As promised, I was giving her space, and it seemed to be working. Little by little we were on our way to becoming the couple we were before." Are you ready? " I questioned Mary as I heard the ringing of the doorbell. It was almost time for her physical therapy session and she seemed a bit down today." Sure," she sighed, as I walked to the door." Is everything alright? " I frowned, interrupting my path." It's nothing," as usual, she guided her chair to the window. I hated to see her like this, but according to Denise, her physical therapist, Mary was responding well and would soon be using the walker." You know you can tell me anything, right?”" Answer the door, Pyotr," she said, "Soon Denise will give up and leave, you shoul
MaryThe sound of the door opening caught my attention. My mother stepped forward to help my husband who came in carrying some bags, Libby and the kitten that were in their transport cage." Sorry for the delay," he smiled, "I thought I'd better come by and get them both at once, I'm sure they'll miss you.”My mother took the groceries to the kitchen, while he released the two from their little prisons. It seemed like a century since that Friday when my perfect life fell apart." He's huge! " I exclaimed as I saw the kitten run towards me and jump into my lap.Libby did the same, but stopped at my feet and whined." How are you feeling? " Pyotr approached." Fine," I assured him, "Can you put her on my lap too?”" That's a start " Pyotr fulfilled my wish, while I stroked Corgi's ears and the kitten nibbled her paw." I'm going home " My mother commented as she approached me " I'll be back tomorrow, okay?”" All right " I smiled." Don't push or rush," she lowered her tone, "Just don't
MaryAfter a hellish week in that hospital, I was finally able to go home. According to Dr. Clark, the surgery was a success. Slowly the feeling in my legs was returning, although I didn't have the strength to move them, which was a bit painful.I hated going back to the apartment with Pyotr, I wanted to keep as much distance from him as possible. It was hard to have all those conflicting feelings inside me. I loved my husband, I wanted him to be around, I wanted his support. But I couldn't forget what happened. I felt anger towards him. Not for my situation, despite what everybody said, I didn't blame him for that. But I blamed him for our situation, I blamed him for feeling alone so many times, I blamed him for not being able to trust him, I blamed him for not being able to feel his touch without me remembering everything, I blamed him for having that whole fight tarnish the memory of the first time he told me he loved me.How can we get through all this?" Here we are," my mother
PyotrI went back to the apartment at night, knowing that I couldn't stay with her while she was in the ICU. I felt lost being in the apartment alone. I went to our room, deciding to take some things to the room on the second floor.It is already Tuesday and I haven't slept properly since Saturday, which means I am exhausted. But I couldn't sleep there alone. We still weren't sure about the success of the surgery, and even if it had been successful, it would take Mary a while to walk again. I fell asleep on the couch around four in the morning.Omar, Elena and I came to the conclusion that it would be better to tell her about the report only when she went to her room, so as not to disturb her recovery. I visited her in the morning, and didn't have much to do for the rest of the day until the next visiting hours, so I decided to go to the publishing company to see how things were going.As soon as the elevator doors opened, Halley stared at me in surprise. Her gaze then turned to conte