Let It Rain | Otara | Book3 | wlw

Chapter 23 "coz' she's in love"

"Your lucky Otara... If I've been honest," Olivine said, placing the wine glass in front of a wooden table in the garden.

Tara looked behind on the mini-four porches in front of their house. The door squeek took her attention, while Jaime is walking down those stairs, heading towards them.

"Which part is lucky, Olive? I screwed it up, and now I am waiting to see how this works for us." She stood up, meeting half way, Jaime bringing some snacks with sliced fruits and placing the wooden table.

"She paused her life and gave you a child, and now she's heading towards us, bringing some love potions," Olivine said, looking at them with a smirk.

"Thank you, Miss Jaime." Olivine smiled, grabbing the bottle of wine from the iced bucket.

"Enjoy Miss Olivine," Jaime replied.

"And Tara, here's your medicine. You forgot it's time to take those. I'm not in the mood of facing demons tonight. I run out of herbs to cast them away." Jaime left them, placing the several tablets of her medication. They went quite for the moment, looking at Jaime leaving.

"That's what I am talking about, Otara." Olivine, covering her mouth, holding herself cheeks, turns red.

"Yes, Olive, thank you for the reminders and concerns I know you do," Tara said sarcastically.

"Before we dive, go dive deeper. I want to ask, How are you, Otara...really?" Olivine took a bite.

"Angry, jealous...scared..." replied blankly.

"And why is that...?" Olivine added.

"Are you my therapist now?" she smirked.

"Just being a cousin and being a Ferguson sisters, if you like some reminders, it's free of charge." Olivine shakes her head a little.

"Just kidding, Olive. Let me explain first that I am angry to myself because of what I did.. jealous because she might have another lover aside from me. I get paranoid thinking of it.. and lastly, I'm scared if that happens knowing she'll bring my child else where, and I don't want to address the legality issues here because it's stating the obvious here, and beside, I have no plan to go to a legal court because of the technicality issues. It's just that I love her and it's my fault. I'm a mess, and this coma messes me more than my heart, including my emotional trauma. I can't even drive a vehicle that's going to make me nuts to start with," she said in frustration.

"So how are you coping with those?" Olivine looked far, sipping her wine.

"I simply look at the babies eyes," Tara replied, taking the water and swallowing those tablets.

"So tell me, what can I do for you this time, Tara...?"

"My divorced paper, Oliv..." she replied, taking one more sip of water.

"Are you going to divo?" Olivine brows forrowed in confusion.

"No... no... not her, not Jaime the other, and I got fake papers with Jaime anyways," she calmly said, pointing her fingers to the left.

"Ah, yes, Yansen, you really pulled strings on her, huh?" Olivine shakes her head.

"Tara, what is it now?" she added.

"And I can't divorce Jaime, duh?"

"I wanted to get divorced done with Yansen to get married again. I need to fix our situation, Olive with Jaime. I lied to her, and I cannot make another fake marriage paper, and I cannot let her go..Oliv," Tara explained, looking behind Jaime, who is carrying the baby pacing inside.

"It sounds like a pretty mess, Otara. Do you think it's very easy?"

"And she had my admiration there; she's so strong to handle it," Olivine took glimpses behind them.