Breaking The Walls

Chapter 31

If I knew it all then, would I do it again?

Indigo/ Nyx

"Unbelievable!" When we parked at the house, I immediately ran out of the car to be able to look at the territory. The house was not large, but spacious. He looked exactly as I dreamed. White fittings, large windows, and a beautiful backyard were the embodiment of my dreams. I couldn't believe Daniel actually bought us a new house because I didn't like the one he owned. I ran around the house examining every corner of it from the outside. Daniel was patiently following me, with his hands in the front pockets of his jeans. It was night, and only the flashlight from the phone, street lighting, and light from the house helped me to see what the house looked like. "How could such a house be sold? It's perfect." Daniel cleared his throat and scratched the top of his head. "The house was sold, right? You didn't kill anyone to get it, did you?" The man's eyes widened and he nodded vigorously.

"Everyone is alive and well. I really bought this house, and now let's go inside. It's true there is no furniture at all, but everything is renovated." And despite Daniel's words, it also seemed strange to me that he reacted this way to my words about selling the house. There was nothing left but to take his word for it and follow him inside the house. When we went inside, I saw spacious large rooms, which in my head began to be filled with furniture and comfort. I already knew where I would have bookshelves because I didn't see my house without books. This house screamed about comfort. When we passed the kitchen, I could say with confidence that I already imagined myself cooking and baking deliciously together with Daniel, who would make us tea. Many different delicious smells hovered in every room. I imagined how we would quarrel because of who and where would clean first. I imagined how we decorate the house together for the holidays, out of nowhere I heard the ringing laughter of children. Involuntarily, I reached out with my hand to my stomach, imagining myself pregnant with Daniel's child. I would like to have children with him, and when I said that I would marry him, with a contract, I meant it because I knew that eventually, I would fall in love with him. When I came out on the second floor, I stopped in the living room and looked at the empty wall, imagining my small library of books. Daniel came up behind me and put his arm around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder. He ran from his muscular chest to my back. In this house, I imagined us as a family. This house was the perfect place to start something new.

"Do you like it?" I nodded, smiling broadly. Of course, I liked it, in my old age I saw myself in the backyard creating my own little garden of wildflowers. "There is a mattress on the second floor, we can stay here and sleep." Daniel looked at his watch, surprised by the numbers he saw there. "At least five hours, and why will we come to your brother? It's high time for you to talk." I was about to object when Daniel stopped me with his index finger, it shocked from side to side, thereby telling me that he does not want to hear any excuses. I relaxed my shoulders as a sign that I was surrendering to him. First of all, I didn't have the strength to fight with him and confront him. And secondly, I should have already talked to Alistair about everything. I still had to explain why Zella never showed up at work. If he did not know yet, tell him that she quit, trying to hide the fact that she was pregnant and what really happened to her. Oh and also then there was the fact that she was in New York right now.

"Okay, let's go to bed. But I didn't mean that I wanted to talk to him." Daniel chuckled to himself.

"You won't believe it, I don't want to talk to him either. He's not the most pleasant conversationalist. I doubt there are people who want to talk to him." It's my turn to giggle. It was true, Alistair, with his sullenness and eternally dissatisfied face, and also his dominance over every living being, was being annoying and terribly confusing with a stubborn stern no one could fight.

When we went to my brother's office, I was immediately preparing to meet not only with a lot of work but also the fact that I really needed to talk to him and make things clear between us. And it was also hard to accept the fact that there was no longer a Zella who would save my day among the people who worked in this office. Daniel suggested that I quit my job and just read every day, without worrying about the financial side because he could well provide for both of us. But I loved my job and wanted to continue working, especially since I understood that if I left Alistair, then it would be doubly hard for all employees of the company. When Daniel and I entered the office building together, everyone looked at us with appraising and dissatisfied glances. And until we went up to my brother's floor, these withering glances did not leave us. Were they afraid we'd stumble? I was impressed by their concern for my well-being.