𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
Isabella moved to Italy with her best friend Aaliyah which was the best decision she has made for the longest time. She became a doctor and also won the Olympics in Figure Skating as a member o...
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EVERY TIME I wake up, I lay next to an empty bed. The feeling of happiness and being safe is gone. The warmth of the person you loved the most is gone.
Everything that is left is the memories that you made with them. But once you forget them these memories fade away and you slowly forget who they are. How they sound like and how they look like.
Life is like a vicious circle that you can't outrun. You make the same mistakes over and over again even when you tell yourself that you'll do better.
I learned that life can also be something beautiful that you have to cherish. I wanted to believe that so bad after everything that happened. But life hit me in the face and told me to fuck off. Once again.
I was at my breaking point. I thought the only solution is to die. But four people pulled me back together again.
My children.
They stayed by my side through the whole grief that I went through even though they went through it too.
For the first few months, I abandoned my children and I felt like a bad mother. I was not there for them when they needed me and I regret it.
That's until Axel, my oldest son, approached me and talked to me to get me out of my room. I wasn't cooperating so he continued trying. That's when he got my daughter into the room.
She was crying, telling me how much she misses me.
I realized how selfish I was and began talking to my children. Learning, that sometimes you have to talk to other people.
It's been four years since then, and I still feel the same emptiness. I lost my other half, my soulmate, the love of my life.
He was taken from me.
And I want revenge.
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Walking up the hill where his grave is, I stared up at the cloudy sky.
It's almost spring, so the trees' leaves are slowly growing back and flowers are peeking out of the grass.
Smiling, I stopped at his grave with a bouquet of red roses. His favorite.
"Hello, my love," I crouched down and placed the roses down in front of his gravestone, and grabbed the old ones that I brought two days ago. Lifting my hand and placing it on his stone, I gently began cleaning away the leaves off of it.
"I hope you are doing good up there," I spoke while tracing down his name with the tip of my finger.
"I'm sorry for not visiting yesterday. Axel called me because he needed help with Isabella," I started explaining. "She shot someone and killed that person. But she did it for self-defense,"
"Now she's traumatized by the thought," I sighed. "I understand her. It's not easy in our world. We do things to survive that we don't want to do,"
Isabella has been not doing well since she found out that her best friend, Aaliyah I believe that was her name, got kidnapped by Sergio and Sila. And now she is traumatized about the incident that happened a few days ago. She killed Gianna, Enzo's fiancée.
"Your little girl is obsessed with baking cake," I chuckled with the picture of Liliana baking a cake the other day. "Her favorite is Chocolate Cake,"
"Dominic and Damien are both doing great in school. Dominic is the best fighter and Damien is the best hacker in the academy," I smiled when I remembered how Dominic showed me how he can kick his brother's ass.
"And your oldest son is having a hard time. He is constantly worried about an attack from Sergio or Sila. On top of that, he's worried about Isabella and the baby,''
I sighed.
''I miss you,'' I softly scoffed as I felt tears in my eyes. ''I came here with the intention not to cry this time but we both know I never keep these promises to myself,'' to stop myself from letting out a loud sob. I covered my mouth and cried.
''God, it's getting harder every year,'' I wiped my tears away and tried to compose myself but failed.
''Everyone around me tells me to move on with my life because people come and go. But it's hard when you know that the only person who was there for you when you were at your lowest, is now gone too. It's hard to accept that,'' I slumped down on the wet muddy grass, covering my face with my hands and crying.
"Throughout the years I thought I could move on while raising our children but I still would cry about you late at night when I'm alone in our bed, crying," I cried. "I pray that this pain would end soon but even my prayers are not being heard by anyone. I can't do this anymore, Alec. I miss you so much,"
''It's like someone is holding me back from breathing fresh air. Like someone is choking me. It also feels like someone ripped out my heart and shred it apart,'' I cried as I started thinking about our children.
"Liliana asks about you every single day. She would always ask for you when I bring her to bed. Axel suffered too since you died. He wants to be as perfect as you. He wants to make you proud,"
"Dominic and Damien are trying to finish school without failing the classes. They also want to make you proud," I once again wiped my tears away.
"Since you died, I felt like the same hopeless girl that tried to take her life at the bridge. I lost my family once. It won't happen again,"
"I will protect our children and finish what you started," I stood up and sighed.
"I promise you that, my love,"
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Vote & Comment🖤 I wanted to add a chapter with Mikayla's pov for so long. I think this will be the only pov for Mikayla but lately, my plans for this story changed completely so I don't know I might write another one of her pov.
Also sorry for this short Chapter. I've been working the whole week from morning to evening so I didn't have much time to write.
