Kintsugi is an ancient Japanese practice of repairing broken pottery with gold. As a metaphor for life, it shows us how to see the broken, painful parts of ourselves and others as an opportunity to add strength, beauty, and character. This idea can teach us kindness in all aspects of life.
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Asher's Pov
I carry Olivia to the bathroom and softly put her on her feet inside the shower. She tries to stand by herself but the loss of blood and crying has her energy on low levels. She is swaying and I instantly hold her arms, pulling her to my chest to steady her.
"I'll quickly clean you up and cover the cut before we leave, okay?" I say. My voice terse.
She nods and slowly wraps her arms around her body. A knock on the door had me leave her by the wall. Juna was supposed to bring me a first aid kit and some fresh clothes for both of us. We always carry necessities like such in our vehicle so when he saw me carrying Olivia to the guest bathroom, without my direct order he was on his way to get me the supplies.
I opened the door slightly, covering Olivia even though she was fully clothed, and took the medicine box with a bag of clothes from Juna. He nods at me and I tell him to do the needful around here. Get the body and erase the evidence of my wife's breakdown.
I walked to the shower and began undressing her. Olivia's eyes were closed the entire time, I cleaned her and bandaged her. Just like she said, the stabbing wound wasn't deep. It was only there to get the pills out of her body and I think the blood she lost has cleaned all the drugs from inside.
I am angry with her. I guess my silence tells her so much but if there's one thing I am grateful that she did today was getting the drugs out of her body even if it meant cutting herself. She didn't have to do it had she not followed her impulsive decision but that's done. She has killed everyone from her revenge list. Even Luther King wasn't left considering my men found his body on the second floor of this place.
She has taken down every man who dared to take her as weak and innocent. She killed everyone who had ruined so many lives. The only thing left is the resort. I know Benedict did irreparable damage but no wound is impossible to heal over time.
We will build the resort from scratch again, give meaning to the lives he has destroyed, and start a charity foundation to help those who were influenced by his greed. Benedict is a cruel man and his lingering actions are still left. He might be dead but there's still so much that we need to do, to take care of and make things right. I don't know how long it'll take, all I know is that I am willing to do everything in my power to rebuild David Myer's legacy and reassure his daughter how much I love her.
With words and actions. My efforts weren't enough before. I was so close to losing her forever only because she thought I wouldn't accept her ugliness. Is she forgetting I am also a part of this world? The ugly she has faced is only a tiny percent of the world I am succumbed to. It's not that I am accustomed to this life. No one likes to watch a person bleed to death. I hate to dirty my hand and take a life but watching an innocent die is more worse.
I do things that I think are right. Just like Olivia, who went on with her revenge thinking it was the right decision. She may have successfully gotten rid of every scum that made so many lives miserable but in the end, it got her too. My fear of seeing her lose herself during the process has come true.
The only thing I can do right now is stick by her. I can't give a solution to a problem that is emotionally deep-rooted inside her. It's like telling a heartbroken person not to cry or a depressed person to smile.
I trust my wife. She is the strongest woman I know. I have no problem believing that with me by her side, she will eventually get better. Even if she doesn't, I am always there with her. And it's time I show her openly. Without hesitation, without any paperwork standing between us.
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The Good Bad Girl
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