What does he know? Has he ever felt like he had the world in his palm one second and in the next it’s snatched away from him by the cold hands of death?
Sophy was the only one for me, and she would always be. There is no one… no one else would ever take her place in my heart, not even her twin sister.
“I don’t care about her, that true. To me she is just a reminder of a great loss I have to resuffer every time I set my eyes on her.” I stated in pain.
“That’s good then, so you won’t have any objection if I take her away from you, would you? Because as it stands, the person she needs to be with right now is someone who would care for her and not someone who hurts her, someone who would listen to her and not someone who constantly yells at her, someone who would help her be the best she can be and not someone that brings her down with words. I’m that someone and I’ve already given her my promise.” he commented proudly.
What did he just say? He wants to have Livy? I mean I heard what he said, but I’m just finding it hard to understand. I think Daniel just might have lost his marbles and have gone insane. He wants to have my wife?
“Scoff, you want to have my wife? And just how do you plan on doing that?” I inquired calmly even though I was feeling very anxious.
“Simple! First, i’ll take Castlehill from you, but that’s the hard way though. The easy way would just be to wait for you two to get a divorce,” he replied vehemently.
I just might have to commit murder if this fool keeps spilling rubbish from his mouth.
“She and I are not getting a divorce, so better luck next time.” I encouraged and was about to leave when he said,
“Then I’ll just have to take everything you have now and she’s included. The only reason she got forced to marry you was because you are Markian of Castlehill. Like hell, that’s the only thing that brings people close to you. But the moment you aren’t that anymore, I wonder just how much people you’ll still have by your side? As it stands now, Livy has already chosen me over you and would have kissed me last night if I hadn’t stopped her.” He confessed before he stood up and left the bar.
I sat there and tried to wrap my head around what he just said to me last. I sat at the bar for the next 15mins still trying to figure out if he just said Livy tried to kiss him last night or not.
I went back to the hotel late that night and by the time I got there she was already asleep.
I was sober, but not because i didn’t have a bottle of wine ordered, but because I recalled she hates it when I drink. I haven’t been able to drink any alcohol since that night I saw her having dinner with that man who turn out to be Daniel.
I took a shower and got into bed, I couldn’t sleep at first as I recalled everything Daniel had told me. I turned to her side of the bed and stared at her face, she looked so peaceful when she sleeps.
I couldn’t believe that such a peaceful Iooking person was the reason my cousin, who had never defiled me before was now ready to go up against me.
She dared to stand in front of me and ask me for a divorce right after she almost kissed my own cousin? And then she took my hand in the car, wrapped it up and kissed it, entwining it with hers she placed them on my lap and even went to sleep on my shoulder.
How can one woman be to scarily talented at deception and manipulation? I wondered.
For a moment, when I carried her from the car last night, I had thought that maybe I was going about things the wrong way, and that maybe she and I could at least become friends.
As I tucked her in, I had kissed her forehead for good measures because my anger melted away the moment she had rested her head on my shoulder in the car, and that surprised me. But I was wrong again and again, every single freaking time.
As I laid there staring at her, I watched as her chest heaved each time she took a breathe and released. I could feel her breathe on my face and i can’t lie but it was soothing, comfortable and nice.
I wanted to- I don’t even know what exactly I felt at that moment, but I wanted to believe that she was mine and only mine. Shortly after, I drifted off to sleep hold her hand in mine.
Livy
I haven’t seen my husband since yesterday even though I thought we were cool and everything was ok between us after the party.
I mean he did carry me from the car last night up to our room and tucked me in. I was slightly wake when he carefully laid me on the bed, and I could have sworn he kissed on my forehead.
The next morning when I woke, I could remember just bits and piece of all that transpired that night. I remembered Felicity and how I felt when she was touching and caressing my husband. I remembered seeing them going upstairs together and I stormed off angrily.
I remembered Daniel helping me because my ankle got hurt, I remembered telling him I wanted a divorce from Markian.
I also remembered telling Markian I wanted a divorce and then the fight. oh my, that fight was excruciating, just thinking about it sent shivers down my spine. But what happened in between all that was a blur.
Markian and I had a late breakfast together that morning, and even though he didn’t say a word he wasn’t mean to me and he let me tend to his injured hand, after he had tended to my ankle too. So, I thought we were in a good place.
I watched him from the bed while he typed away on his laptop, but then in the afternoon he got a text and just disappeared without saying a word. I waited for him all day to return but he didn’t, he didn’t even reply any of my texts.
Daniel had called me later that evening and I felt guilty for not calling him first to ask him how he was feeling.
I couldn’t remember everything I said to him that night so I had to ask, “Daniel, did I- umm, say or do anything stupid while we were together last night? you know, before the fight?”
“Wait, you don’t remember anything?” He asked back.
“Well I do, I remember hurting my leg and you came over to help me, I remember telling you Markian was cheating on me and that I wanted a divorce. But that was all, right? Did I do or say anything else?” i asked pitifully.
“No, no you didn’t. In fact you were an angel” he complimented putting me at ease.
“Oh thank goodness, I thought I might have complicated things between us” I commented cheerfully.
“How is your ankle?” He asked concerned.
“Not as bad as I thought it was, I’m feeling a lot better now. You? how is your… face?” I asked trying not to remember the violence yesterday.
“It’s pretty bashed up. Your husband knows how to throw a good punch” he said playfully as I cringed.
“Thank you for not hitting him back, and I’m sorry I just froze, I should have stopped it sooner. I don’t do too well in an environment of violence. I get panic attacks that render me motionless and speechless. I’m sorry on his behalf, please forgive him for the sake of family?” I requested apologetically.
“Oh, that? Don’t mind me, I was just joking. I’m perfectly fine and luckily I have no bruises at all, so don’t worry. And when it comes to fist fight, I really don’t stand a chance with your husband. In case you didn’t notice, he is quite the athlete between the both of us.” He commented cheerfully.
I really appreciated him for being so cool and causal about all that happened last night, and I was also glad that he was the one that found me in such a state.
I didn’t know when I drifted asleep but when I woke up these morning Markian was gone. I knew he had came in last night because his side of the bed was wrinkled and his clothes from yesterday were in the laundry basket, but he didn’t even wait to have breakfast before disappearing again and I was hurt.
Was he avoiding me? I know we had to talk about what I said that night at the party concerning the divorce, but with him running off and not letting me know, I kinda doubt if we have gotten to the point of sitting and talking things over. I really missed him, and I wanted to see him real bad.
I had to go out to get some utilities I needed, since my leg was feeling better, but when I got back he still hadn’t returned.
Did I do something wrong? I texted him asking him when he would be back, but I got nothing, No reply.
I saw a text above my screen from an unknown number and opened it to see the content; It’s done ma’am, it’s been swept clean. And that’s when it hit me.
I had called them in my drunken and angry state and asked them to do a job for me. Stupid Livy, what was I thinking making that call and forgetting to call back to cancel when I became sober?
As if on cue, I heard a knock on the door and my heart leaped for joy. oh finally he was back. But we had to talk about everything that had happened and the mistake I had made in a fit of rage that night. I hope he’ll forgive me.
Without sparing a thought, I happily opened the door and was shocked to my core who I saw standing outside. My mind went into a distill shock and my body was frozen cold as ice. I couldn’t feel my body, neither could I hear what they were saying to me.
‘I didn’t do anything wrong, I just did what I had to do because I was scared my husband would leave me’. I kept repeating this words in my mind and wished I could say them out loud, but I couldn’t as I was dragged out of the room, put in the police car and taken to the station for questioning.