Farrah fell silent. Her face hardened and remained unmoved as the sad question was directed at her."Are you satisfied now?" Kurt stared at Farrah, his face and eyes red. Tears dried on his cheeks. "Are you happy now?" Kurt asked again. "Will you be satisfied only when Ariel is dead?"Farrah's breath caught in her chest for a moment. Her chest rumbled. Was Kurt really going to accuse her like that?"Kurt."Kurt's hand gripped Farrah's upper arm. He squeezed it with the fury of a father who had lost his son. Anger and sadness collided in his eyes."I told you, Farrah. I told you repeatedly. And now you see the consequences of your actions?"Kurt's shoulders trembled with painful sobs. Regret quickly filled his heart and mind. If only he could have stopped his wife. If only he had stayed there. If only. If only. If only.But it was all too late. There was nothing more Kurt could do."You killed our son, Farrah. You killed Ariel!"Farrah blinked. A tear that had been there for who knew h
Amidst the drizzle of raindrops, there was a slender fingered hand that welcomed the droplets. Gathering them deliberately to feel the chill that accompanied the wetness against the skin.Chill. It made the body shiver slightly. But in truth, there was no intention of moving from there.To stand still. Allow the rain and the wind that accompanied it to bring even more coldness.For she needed to see with her own eyes. The shape of the promise that the universe would fulfill. That there would always be a time for every moment.There is a beginning. And there is an end. And for the chill that pervades now, it will end. Replaced by the returning warmth.Then she realized that the last raindrop had just fallen into her hand. No more drops to follow.The rain had stopped. So did the wind that accompanied it. So, it was the perfect time to raise her head.To look far into the distance. At the clouds that had appeared dark before and were now gradually fading. The gray color that had covered
Elice McLean never thought there was a sadness that could make her shed tears as intensely as she did now. Not only were her cries heartbreaking, but the repeated sobs that shook her shoulders showed just how hurt she was. It was as if her world had been completely shattered without a trace remaining.“I really love you, Elice. I really do. I really love you.”Elice wanted to push the voice out of her head. But the more she drank, the stronger the voice echoed. She could not get rid of it, no matter how much she wanted to.You heartless bastard, Ariel!Elice squeezed the glass in her hand. The transparent object seemed to turn into the embodiment of her heartache. She needed an outlet. And maybe that outlet would soon turn into shards of broken glass.“Ssst.”As it turned out, the empty glass was still lucky. Suddenly, a hand gently took it from Elice's grasp. As if a hero had saved an innocent victim from a senseless slaughter.Elice turned her head. She blinked her eyes and shook he
When Elice heard Garrett's words, she was stunned. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, as if she wanted to speak, but not a single word came out.“I am curious. How big a man can make a woman cry like you are now?”Garrett said, waiting for Elice to answer his words. But in the end she just let out a long sigh. Her eyes blinked once, then she turned her body to the front and watched the bartender, who was busy with his agile hands.“Aren't you going to answer?”Garrett seemed to show no signs of retreating from the curiosity that had taken root in his mind. He was curious. So, without hesitation, he put one elbow on the bar table. In this position, he could observe the sharp line of Elice's nose from the side. It looked so perfect, not exaggerated, and gave the impression that one look was not enough to satisfy the eyes.At that moment, Elice took a deep breath. She briefly thought about raising her hand again to order another drink. But for some reason she refrained. As i
Now there was nothing Garrett could do but remain silent and give Elice the time she needed to take a break. Garrett knew that this was a really unpleasant situation.Somberly, Garrett took a deep breath and realized that the fact that he was still alive was a valid sign. Elice was not a weak woman; quite the opposite. She was strong.Elice had found herself helpless on numerous occasions. Countless thoughts of suicide had crossed her mind. But when she saw her mother's face, a glimmer of rationality appeared.I have already caused my mother pain. Should I add to her tears? By going away in a pitiful state?So when thoughts of suicide came, Elice would prepare herself. She would get dressed and decide to go to the club. Because she thought it was the only way to get rid of those dark thoughts. In the crowd, where there would be no sanctimonious people to mock her tears.But she never expected what she found today. Instead of ridicule and accusations, she found a pair of ears that pati
Elice knew that what she was doing was an action that made no sense. Immature and childish. But when she felt his lips devouring hers, for some reason Elice felt as if her brain could no longer think. The man kissed her in a way that instantly paralyzed her mind.Maybe it was ego. Maybe it was about self-worth. Maybe it had to do with a crisis of confidence that demanded that Elice prove herself. That she still had value as a woman and as a human being. Because regardless of her past, there was still a man who would touch her with deep emotion. Touch her so gently. Touch her with such care. Because yes! She was no different than precious porcelain.That was how Elice saw it. That her subconscious demanded proof right now. To dispel the negative conclusions about herself. Conclusions that often said she was no longer valuable as a woman. Ironically, this was happening with the help of a stranger she only knew by name.“Garrett...”Garrett growled softly and let the bedroom door close o
It took Elice some time to process what had happened. She realized that she was in a hotel room with Garrett, both of them completely naked. Dramatically, Elice closed her eyes. She knew she shouldn't have done that. But for some reason, she felt no remorse in her heart. Maybe it was because what she had said was true. That there were many other things she should regret more than this.At least... tonight, I am sure. Maybe there are still people who find me valuable. Even if it's a stranger whose name I only know.This thought finally made Elice open her eyes again. In the yellow light, she found herself unconsciously sinking into his warm embrace.Garrett.Elice would remember this name. As a memory. And it would remain just a memory.For as Elice managed to gather her strength and consciousness, a determination formed in her mind. She had to go. She did not want to be there when Garrett woke up.Elice decided to leave it at that. The events of that night did not need to be prolonged
The day had not yet fully dawned when Elice opened the door to her home. The atmosphere inside was quiet, but far from peaceful. Elice could feel it clearly.Since that day, for some reason, Elice knew that the atmosphere at home had changed. The peace that had once existed was gone, replaced by a lingering sadness that persisted even as the days passed.Elice walked in and closed the door behind her, making her way through the dark living room. She could still see the picture on the wall. A photograph that captured Elice's happiness with her parents, Wilda Russell and Peter McLean.Not immediately continuing her steps, Elice found her feet stopped right under the happy portrait. Her hand lifted to touch the photo, but had to settle for feeling the frame.Elice bit her lower lip, realizing that after Peter's departure, she had almost failed to keep Wilda's smile from fading. Her mother no longer experienced happiness, but rather feelings of shame and sadn