Better Left Unsaid

Chapter 4

Lena stayed at Ana's house. She was safe and happy - somehow. Victor passed by everyday to check on her and Ana and Olga called everyday and passed by whenever she could. Lena and Ana's relationship was getting stronger and stronger everyday; they were becoming close friends. Ana was glad that Lena was with her, she filled up that empty space in her heart; the place Ludmila used to fill. She was also happy to share her house with someone instead of being alone. She had been living alone for 10 years; when Ludmila died, she left her old house, Victor's house.

One evening, Lena and Ana were sitting together, chatting over dinner. Lena noticed in the past days that Victor and Ana didn't hate each other; they were friends, well, more than friends actually. She had noticed the way they act - they still have feelings for one another, but none of them has the guts to admit it. Lena was confused, why were they divorced if they still fancy each other? She kept asking herself until one day she finally told Ana what was on her mind.

"Ana, can I ask you a question?" She kept shifting back and forth in her seat, dubiously.

"Sure, sweetie. What's on your mind?" Ana smiled.

"Uhm, why were you and Victor divorced? I mean, I've seen the way you two act around each other, you don't hate each other."

"Honey, of course not! I respect Victor. Honestly, I didn't know what I was thinking when we were divorced. My head was really messed up. After Ludmila died, right in front of my eyes, I felt like a part of me was being dislocated. My heart was torn in pieces, so I yelled at Victor thinking it would make me feel better, but it didn't, nothing did. I blamed him for everything, although it wasn't his fault at all. I went harsh on him. We should've been there for each other, but instead, everyone went in a different way, we were separated." I made a mistake. Ana thought to herself, silently, but did not say it aloud. Lena was listening and watching Ana, heedfully. She noticed that the sparkle in Ana's eyes was fading and being replaced by tears. Ana fought hard to hold them back.

"After we were divorced, I felt lonely; I moved in here and stayed here for years, alone, with no one by my side. Did I miss Victor and Olga? I surely did. Did I need them here with me to keep me safe and stay by my side? I surely did. Did I want to be there for them and wanted them to be there for me in our grief and sorrow over our only daughter? I surely did," Now, tears were streaming down Ana's cheek, slowly. "But I couldn't. I couldn't go back. I couldn't run back on what I said. I was ashamed, and I thought that he wouldn't want me back. I mean, of course he wouldn't, after all I said to him. I hurt him a lot. I regretted everything I said. I needed him by my side, I wanted him to know that I was sorry for everything I did, but I couldn't."

"So you didn't want to divorce Victor, but you couldn't go back because you thought Victor wouldn't want you back?" Ana nodded. "You shouldn't have given up. You should've at least tried to talk to him. I may have not known you guys back then, but I know Victor, and I'm one hundred percent sure that he wouldn't have turned his back on you. Trust me, Ana," Lena said, confidently. "But what's in the past stays in the past. You two can start over because I know you two still have feelings for one another. You still can get back together. You shouldn't give up. There's still a chance, there's still hope. It's not too late, it's never too late." Ana was looking at the floor now. I really hope so. She told herself. She then smiled a faint smile at Lena.

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"I can't run away anymore. They will find me. I need to get out of the country." The man spoke through the phone.

"Okay, Enzo, I get it, but don't worry, I'm trying my best to distract them. I'll think of a way to make you escape, but until then, just stay where you are with the men and don't attract any attention. Do you understand?" The commander spoke. "Are you still sending the girl threat notes?"