“… I’ll never be able to hate her nor forgive her for what she did. So I don’t blame you, I blame my love that’s cursed and corrosive.” I added.
“Your love isn’t cursed nor is it corrosive, it’s just… unconditional and beautiful. Not many people believe such love still exist and doubt it when they see it. I didn’t believe it at first until I let myself experience it- that’s the power of your love. It turns the meanest of hearts into the nicest ones. You don’t have to hate her or forgive her, it’s ok because you won.” Markian encouraged cupping my face.
“No I didn’t. She won…” I stated as I moved my face from his hand.
“That b’tch ended up taking away the most selfish and self-centered, abnoxious, manipulative and conniving sister I ever had. Sophia was the worst sister ever and she succeeded in leaving me. I’ll always hate her for that” I complained with a sad smile.
No tears fell from my eyes while I ranted on about that night at the abandoned brewery to Markian. I thought I would feel better if I told Markian about it, but for some reason my chest was still feeling constricted and tight.
So, I stood up and I walked close to the edge of the rooftop. I’m still afraid of height, so I stopped few feet away from the edge. I made my palms into an amplifier over my mouth and screamed.
“I want to love myself!…”
“… I want to love myself without feeling guilty about it!…”
“… I want to love myself because people have sacrificed themselves so I’ll be here…” I state as the tears started to roll down my cheeks, but I didn’t stop.
“… I want to love myself… so that I can love Markian without losing him too!… Why?… Why… did you leave me?!… Markian, why did she have to leave me?” I sobbed as I fell to the floor.
But Markian rushed and came behind me before I reached the floor. He held me close and tried to console me as I cried uncontrollably.
“I’m sure she left because she wanted you to love yourself without feeling guilty. She wanted to set you free from the promises you made, and I’m sure she left because she wants you to be completely happy. She left because she wasn’t such a terrible person.” Markian said while consoling me.
I held him very tight as I cried my eyes out in his arms. I knew all the reasons why she thought leaving would be the only solution, but I wanted to hear someone else say it.
After a while I stopped crying and I finally felt free. It did help to talk to Markian about Sophia, but it was more effective to ‘scream to the world’.
We stayed on the rooftop for almost 2hours and I was wrapped in Markian’s arms all through.
“Are you hungry?” he asked out of the blue.
“Starving.” I replied with a chuckle.
“Me too. Let’s get out of here.” He ordered gently as he released me from his cuddle.
We went back down and got into the car. Tonight turned out great and I couldn’t thank Markian enough for that.
“Thank you for the escape tonight, I really needed it.” I appreciated as he was about to turn on the ignition.
He stopped and turned to look at me.
“Just let me be the only one who comforts you when you cry from now on. Don’t cry in front of anyone else, ok?” He requested and I nodded hastily.
As he was about to turn on the ignition again, I stopped his hand with one hand and my other hand went to the back of his head. I moved his head towards me and kissed him so passionately.
He was shocked by my action and froze, but soon relaxed into the kiss as it went from smooth and slow to a deep insatiable hunger for each other’s lips.
I move my hand from his hand to his belt buckle and began to unfasten it, but he stopped the kiss when he realized what I was doing.
“Babe not here, let’s get home first.” He suggested.
“I can’t wait that long.” I whispered to his ear shamelessly.
Sex with us have been this random and frequent since the coma. Maybe I lost the part of me that was cautious and innocent, or maybe something wired differently since I woke up.
Markian didn’t say anything else and pulled the driver’s seat backwards letting me climb onto his laps. He gave me full control of his body and I zipped down his pants.
Without hesitation, I pulled out his member and slipped him inside me as we both groan in pleasure. I cupped his face and kissed him so passionately as I rode him thoughtlessly.
“I love you Markian,” I uttered in a whisper.
I didn’t think he heard me since the words just escaped my lips, but he did.
“I love you too.” He voiced out to my surprise and kissed me ferociously.
Several minutes later, we were both laying naked in the car. Thank goodness the windows of the car are tinted, I thought when my senses finally returned.
I laid on his chest as it rose and fell gently lifting me up and down with it.
“Livy, let’s go on a summer vacation. We’ll go with the kids if you feel we’d miss them.” He blurted out suddenly.
I raised up my head and look at his face to know if he’s being serious, and he was.
“Where are you thinking of?” I asked curiously.
“Canada maybe, I want a redo of our honeymoon. I was a jerk back then and I want to make it up to you. I want to give you a proper honeymoon.” He stated and I couldn’t hold back the smile on my face.
“So, when are we getting married?” I asked jokingly making him burst into laughter.
I don’t want to loose this, ever. This man in front of me taught me how to fight with all my might, but never lose all I have doing so.
He taught me that my love wasn’t a curse, that it’s not corrosive and it doesn’t hurt people. So, I want to love myself enough to never trade Markian for anything else.
We might have dark days and day when things won’t be so easy, but because of him, I’ll not have to handle those difficult days alone.
Because of Markian, I’ll be able to have a family. Because I got ‘Married To My Sister’s Husband,’ i’ll finally be happy and I won’t lose this chance.
Hello Readers…
I hope this bonus chapter was able to help you all resolve the question of ‘what happened in their future?’
Since this is the final chapter of Married To My Sister’s Husband, here is a little message from Markian and Livy.
“Love like your life depends on it, you’ll never know who’s hanging on that love you give. It’s the right kind of love if it brings people together.”
… With Love, Marvy.