ARIAHe was going to kill my daughter.Fingers trembling, I looked over my shoulder. I stepped back and whirled around, slapping the large vase off the small table.It fell on the floor, shattering into tiny pieces. It was like I was seeing it in slow motion.“Aria.” I heard him roar.I paid no attention to him and bent down to pick the largest piece of broken glass I could find.Tiny shards of glass pricked my hands, tearing the skin and embedding into flesh but I didn’t care.I snatched a piece from the floor and turned around.“What are you trying to do?” He stopped in his tracks when he saw what I was doing.I lifted my arms up in the air, holding the broken glass against my wrist. The sharp side cut my skin, dug into my flesh and a trail of blood started to flow down my arm.“Tell the doctor to go.” I whispered, aware of the eyes on me.“Put it down.” He spoke, slowly and calmly, his hand disappearing behind him.I shook my head, my chin started to tremble in fear. I was afraid t
ARIA“I’ll die before I let you hurt her.”The world started to spin; my knees losing their strength and my legs gave up. I fell down; I watched the blood seep out of the wound.Footsteps came towards me but I paid them no attention. Arms held me, grabbing me and pulling at me “You would’ve used my daughter to punish me.” I mumbled, trying to look at my stomach but couldn’t. Shame overwhelmed me.I glanced up at Fabiano, looking into his tense eyes. He looked at me, wide-eyed as if he hadn't expected something like this from me.“You can’t have me.” I whispered with watery eyes, “Take my daughter out of me…”I didn’t know if the doctors could pull my baby out of me. I was six months pregnant. I hoped they would save her. I didn’t know much about pregnancy.My vision began to fade.Tears fell, my body burned. My body was getting weaker.“Tell her I love her.” I whispered, “Venus.”It was a beautiful name. For a beautiful girl.I was probably being dramatic. Not everyone died by cuttin
FABIANOShe was small.So tiny.She was so small that she could’ve been mistaken for a little doll if not for the tubes that were attached to her.Venus.Fabiano stared at the little baby in the incubator, a myriad of feelings stormed his chest.She was asleep.Fabiano kept staring at her as if he had seen a miracle. He tilted his head to a side and studied the little creature.How could a human be so tiny?Squinting his eyes, he took a step towards the incubator.“Is she alright?” He asked without looking back, knowing that the doctor would answer him.“Yes.” He heard the doctor reply, “She’s premature. It’s normal for her to be small. The babies born at this age, their normal job is to sleep, grow and become medically stable.”He swallowed the uncomfortable feeling that surged within him.There were so many tubes connected to her. Some of them were going inside her.Surprisingly, concern rose in him for the little girl.“The tubes.” He asked, “Will they…” He cleared his throat, forc
FABIANOHe had to do this.Even though a part of him begged him not to do.Nothing good came from being related to him.He knew that.He had known since he was a child.“Your mother loves you.” He whispered as if it as a secret meant to be for them and them only, “You kept her alive. You kept her going. She fought for you. I am indebted to you. Forever. She loves you. So much. You were her hope.”He felt weird, his throat was closing. There was a lump, size of a melon, forming in his throat.“I hope, one day you’ll forgive me for taking your mother away from you. You’ll hate me, curse me and I’ll deserve each of that.” He paused, clearing his throat to get rid of the lump that had formed in his throat, “I hope you get the childhood I never knew about. I hope you get the love I never received.”He wanted her to get a beautiful childhood.A phase of life that was full of innocence and laughs.He never had that.He didn’t know what childhood was.No one ever took him to the park. No one
FABIANOWARNING: MENTIONS OF TORTURE AHEAD. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.“She tried to kill herself.”There was a moment of silence after his reply.“What did you do to her?” Nono’s voice was a mixture of anger and pity.Everything a gentlemen wouldn’t do to her, he held back the words.“I wanted to kill the baby.” He admitted, caressing her pale, sunken cheek.She had been unconscious for more than a week. When she had fainted, he had immediately called for a team of doctors.For the first time, he had done something she had asked him for.He had the doctors cut the baby out of her by surgery.“Why would you do that?”“The baby was a girl.” He huffed out a chuckle, his insides twisting at the words he had uttered.“So what?” Her voice was enraged, “Do girls not have the right to live?”He shook his head, “You know what happens to the girls in our world, don’t you Nono?”He looked at her for the first time after entering the room. He watched the emotions filling his Nono’s eyes at the mention.
ARIAA week later:When I woke up this morning, my stomach was swollen no more.The swell was gone.All that was left was a flat stomach and another scar I could add to my collection.I was happy for a moment.I thought that Fabiano must have shown me some mercy. I thought that his doctor would’ve cut the baby out of me.I thought I was going to see my daughter.I was a foolish girl holding onto something that didn’t really exist.Hours went by, I sat on my bed, waiting for someone to appear through the door with my daughter wrapped in a pink blanket.No one came.In the afternoon, Lina came with my lunch.She didn’t once look at me.I asked her where my daughter was.She remained quiet as she poured me soup.I asked again. And again.She told me that her Big Master was coming to see me.I didn’t ask her about Fabiano. I wanted my daughter.She told me that if I ate first, I could get out of this room.I ate.My daughter wasn’t in my room. So, it was correct of me to think that she wa
ARIA“Where’s my daughter?” I fixed my gaze at Lina.She knew the answer to my question but she kept her back to me.My fingers shook. Panic and hysteria flared inside me making me shudder.“My daughter.” I barked, trying not to wince at the pain that uncurled in my abdomen.“Where is my daughter?” My voice was full of raw fear.She turned and moved towards the door, trying to run from me.A woman searching for her heart and flesh.It took everything in me to ignore the pain as I hurried off the bed and towards her. She was so close to escaping when I grabbed her by her arm and whirled her around.Eyes shining with tears and pity, she took one look at my panicked self before she looked down at the floor.“I—”“WHERE IS SHE?” I shouted; spittle flew from my mouth as I dug my nails into her flesh.She flinched, eyes wide as she opened her mouth.“WHERE?” I screamed in her face, “WHERE?”“Dead.” She blurted out before she paled like she had seen a ghost, “I…I am sorry.”She shoved at me,
FABIANOThe past,One week ago;“I don’t want her to suffer a fate like Mara’s.” He whispered, staring down at the little being.He had brought her Nono to the room where Venus was.“How do you know she will?”He shook his head, his chest tightening as the broken fragments of past appeared before him;“Mara suffered because of me.” He said, not daring to look back at the old woman, “They knew I didn’t care about my father. Or the woman who gave birth to me. They knew you two were the only ones who mattered to me.”He inhaled sharply,“They took Mara because I was her friend.” His face twisted in harsh lines, “What do you think they’ll do to Venus once they get to know that it is my blood that runs through her veins?”He received no answer.He knew he was right.He also knew Aria wouldn’t understand him.“They won’t see an innocent girl. They will see a pawn. A puppet.” He hissed out, “They’ll ruin her.”“What do you have in your mind, Fabiano?”He ignored the question and told her eve