Heather
6months ago, the closest person I had to a sister slipped into coma, and ever since nothing have been the same for us her family.
In those months, I watched Markian slowly fall into depression and sadness, almost so I feared that if Livy never wakes up, neither would he.
So, I prayed for a miracle, anything to help boost his morale once against while we patiently wait for Livy’s recovery.
Thankfully, my prayers were answered. A month ago, his kids were delivered and that sparked up something in his soul again.
Even though he’s not as cheerful nor happy as he was when Livy was around, the arrival of his babies made him start opening up about his fears and challenges again.
He makes a wonderful father. Maybe it’s fear of not wanting his little ones to ever feel like he did with his father while growing up, or maybe it’s fear of explaining to them what happened to Livy on his watch. But Markian is putting in everything he has to care for his kids.
He wouldn’t even name them yet, he’s so hopeful Livy would wake anytime soon.
But there’s only so much he can do for a long period of time. He’ll eventually breakdown if he doesn’t start considering other options to effectively care for his children.
Maybe I think this way because I’m faithless or hopeless, or maybe my faith was broken the day I saw a girl with a good heart end up losing a fight that was between forces of good and evil. Like what’s the point in being good if there are no good rewards for it.
Something broke in me when the doctor announced that Livy had slipped into coma. I wanted to understand how something bad could happen to a person who have been fighting for good all her life.
Why did her suffering continue? Why didn’t it end with Sophia’s death? What is the point of being good if it means you still lose? I questioned ever since.
I know Markian blames himself for what happened but in actuality, it really was my fault. If I hadn’t thrown that party, Markian would have probably gone to meet Livy first as soon as he arrived from Denver.
Sophia would never have had the opportunity to hurt either she nor her mother. It was hard for me to look Livy in the face, let alone hold her babies in my arms because of the guilt I feel.
I can’t really tell Markian how I’ve been feeling, I need to be strong for him. I’m so lucky to have met someone like Jeffery in this lifetime. He knew something was up with me, so he asked me and I told him. He has been helping me manage my emotions ever since.
6months ago on my birthday, he said he had something to tell me after the party, but that night didn’t end as we had hoped it would. And now, no matter how much I press him to tell me what he wanted to tell me that night, he would always say he’ll tell me when the time was right.
Ava said he was going to propose to me that night, but I’m sure that’s just her own opinion. She’s dating now, she and Austin McGrath finally decided to take their relationship to a new level and I’m happy for her.
I miss Daniel terribly, but he also has his own demons to slay, since S. Group went global 3months ago.
He has been super busy ever since and 4months ago, Penelope returned to Shanghai. He said she told him that she enjoyed Canada, but Canada doesn’t have him.
She also said that the new destination she’d like to explore is Daniel Winfrey, but she still wants to stay a period of that 1year before they start talking about marriage. Honestly, I really like her for Daniel. She’s bold and very protective of him, just like me.
I’m grateful that a miracle happened for Markian even though I’m too much of a coward to pray for a miracle for myself. But I really wish Livy would wake up, everyone wants that.
Unknowingly to us all, Livy sort of became a red thread that connected us all in ways we are yet to comprehend. One way or the other she has affected us, and her comatose has somehow put a pause in our personal lives.
“You did good girl, I hope you know that.” I said as I sat on a stool by her bedside and held her hand in mine.
“How far out are you, huh? Can you even hear me?… Sigh… I’m good by the way. I had to cut down some of my me-time to be here with you, but there’s nothing else I’d rather do. Jeffery still haven’t told me what he wanted to say that night, but if what Ava says is true, I’d really like for you to be the first person I break the news to.” I conversed.
The doctor said we should talk to her and tell her about our day, that she might be listening. So, I’ve told her about every single thing that had happened to me for the past 6months. Sometimes I’m mean to her and let out my frustrations, other times I tell her about her kids, how they’re both faring.
3days ago, i could have sworn I saw her finger twitch when I teased her about getting a wife for Markian.
“Olivia Markian Winfrey, isn’t this too much already? Everyone is waiting for you like you’re a queen while you lie here like some sleeping beauty princess. I’ll keep telling Markian to get someone in his life and in the lives of your children if you don’t wake up. And I’ll keep being bitchy about it until he agrees. If you want to stop me, you’ll just have to open your goddamn eyes.” I ranted on bitchy.
If she was awake, she would have sassied me by now, I reminisced as I smiled sadly.
“Please Livy, wake up. Markian can’t do this on his own without you even though he’s trying his best to. I hate seeing you like this, you used to be a fighter so fight… I really miss you.”
Judy
6months ago
I could have sworn that I’d died last night, but I never would have imagine in my wildest dreams that I would see the 2 people standing in front of me right now.
Matthew and Tion Winfrey were both by my side when I opened my eyes after the pain relief drugs I was administered completely weared off.
Markian, Daniel and Heather had been here earlier today when I first woke up after the surgery. They told me what I missed, and I told them what they missed.
“Are you awake now? Can you hear me?” Matthew asked with- is that concern I hear in his voice?
“Are you disappointed that I’m awake?” I asked uncourteously.
I’m mad angry and to be honest, not at him or anyone else but at myself. News of Sophia’s death and Livy’s comatose wasn’t really the kind of news I was expecting to hear as I survived the gunshot.
“I guess I deserved that.” He replied.
I looked beside him to see a quiet and sad Tion, silently looking back at me. My heart skipped a beat and it’s been ages since that happened.
“What are you both doing here?” I asked uncomfortable.
“I’m sorry for everything that has happened between the 3 of us for the past 33yrs, and you were right 16years ago. I may not have personally harmed your daughter, but someone from my household did and for that I’m terribly sorry.” Matthew apologized sincerely.
I’ll be damned. Did I died and wake up in an alternate universe? A universe that had a Matthew Winfrey who’s actually capable of saying the words ‘I’m sorry’.
“I should have known it was Barbra all along. And to think that I accepted her into my life and my household on Sabrina’s request. Why did she go after my children? What did I ever do to her?” I lamented upset.
“You didn’t do anything wrong. It was her greed and over ambition that made her set her eyes in your family and see your daughters as a means to get Castlehill. But she’ll be punished, be rest assured of that. I’ll make her pay.” Matthew proclaimed while Tion just stood there like a mute.
“I really don’t care what happens to her. She has already succeeded in ruining my daughters’ lives, there’s no coming back from that.” I replied plainly and meant every word it.
My daughter is gone and I wish I could blame it all on Barbra, but what would that change? Nothing. I’ll still be the mother whose daughters’ lives have been ruined.
I closed my eyes to hide the tears that were starting to form as I wished for everything and everyone to just disappear. If this isn’t a nightmare I can wake up from, then I wish I were really dead.