Siobhan, wanted me dead?” Bridget repeated, with a look of shock and confusion. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard. Standing in Henry’s hallway, she waited for his answer.
“Yes, She wanted to see you pay for what happened to Sean.” Henry replied. Bridget was at loss for words. She knew that Siobhan hadn’t truly forgiven her for Sean.
“How do you know about that?” Bridget asked. She was trying really hard not to be angry. “How do you know about Sean?” Bridget asked again, almost shouting this time.
“Calm down Bridget, come inside and I’ll tell you everything”. Henry said, directing her to the couch so they could talk. He explained Siobhan’s plan to Bridget. She was shocked at his confessions. She couldn’t believe her sister wanted her gone forever. That wasn’t just anger, it was something else. Her heart broke at that thought. All Bridget had wanted for the last few years was her sister’s forgiveness. She knew deep down it wasn’t really her fault, what happened. She had had to come to terms with that to even begin to think about getting sober. Despite the incredible guilt she had carried all these years, she had finally managed to stop punishing herself. She had been stupid to believe Siobhan would also stop punishing her.
Siobhan was at the hospital gazing at her two beautiful girls with the eyes of a new and fiercely protective mother. She had just left Andrew’s apartment, and there were fresh bruises all over her face now, thanks to the handiwork of Bodaway Macawi. Staring at her twins, she realized that she needed try to get her life back in order. Her heart skipped a beat when the nurse reminded her that it was almost time to say goodbye. She stood there looking in through the window at her twin girls, Portia and Regan. She had only just given birth to them the day before and now it felt as if they were being torn away from her. A tear escaped, as she stood there, thinking about how she had nowhere to go. She heard footsteps approaching her.
“Excuse me, Miss, visiting hours are over.” The nurse said, touching Siobhan on her shoulder. Siobhan turned to the nurse, wiping her cheek.
“I have nowhere else to go. I mean—we have nowhere else to go.” She said turning to look at her girls again. The nurse met Siobhan’s gaze, concern in her eyes.
“I’ll find you a cot to sleep on.”
Juliet was sitting in the lobby of their apartment complex waiting for her father. The two of them were going to the beach house for some much needed time away from the city.
“Come on Juliet, let’s go.” Andrew said helping her up from the bench. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and the two of them walked out to the waiting limo. Andrew was heartbroken over what had happened with Bridget, but even more than that, he was hurt and angry. He loved her so very much, or he had thought so. Thinking about what happened, his heart sank in his chest. Everything had seemed so perfect. Juliet turned to her dad and saw the expression on his face.
“What’s wrong daddy?” She asked, concerned. He turned to her and smiled.
“I keep thinking about all of this stuff with Bridget and Siobhan. It’s difficult because they lied to me so much, I don’t know where one lie stops and another begins.” He said trying to hold his composure for his daughter. She knew he was angry at Bridget and Siobhan.
“Daddy everything is going to be okay.” She said with smile. Leaning into Andrew, Juliet rested her head.
“It’s you and me against the world.” He whispered in her ear wrapping his arm around her shoulders pulling her in.
