Chapter 24

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Nyla's P.O.V

Clay spent the last 3 hours honestly answering every question I had fired at her about her life.

I never got the feeling she was lying, I never felt such raw honestly before.

It's just amazing to understand that all her pass unfortunate events were forced upon

her by someone that claim to have loved her and wanted the best for her.

I have never thought about what drives a psychopath but being face to face with one

I have to say it intrigued me. Oddly enough, I understand Kain's method was sick and twisted to

say the least but in his mind he was truly trying to help Clay. He was trying to help her become

the woman that he saw inside of her. A strong, independent, brave woman that can survived any thing.

Kain had fallen in love with that side of her and seeing that her husband did not value or nourished that side of her must have triggered him some how.

"-in my eyes she already had him, you know?" My mind snaps back in the middle of what Clay is saying.

I was so engrossed in thought that I lost track of what she was talking about.

"I am sorry Clay I do not know where my mind went to." I lie, I know exactly where my mind was.

I just do not want to bring up all that psycho babble right now.

"Who had always had who?" Clay looks at me raising her eye brow and I smirk, feeling a bit embarrass.

"Isabel." Clay explain "I felt she had my husband already with in her grasp. He no longer seem like de man a married."

"So why did you stay with him?" It's a question I was longing to ask after Kain's rants. Why did she

stay in a situation that ripped her apart from the inside out.

"Hope." Clay reply rubbing her hand over her face. She then turns her body towards me and sucks in a sharp breath "A had hope dat he would understand what he was doing to me and the kids, dat in his heart he would want to change. a had hope dat we could be a happy family. But most of all a had hope dat he would never just keep risking so many years and every ting dat we have build, as difficult as our relationship was, a had hope it meant more to him than any thing and any one."

Unshed tears dances in Clays eyes. She slowly close her eyes and a lone tear rolls off her cheek falling on my own.

I gently wipe the tear away letting out a long sigh and swallow an awful feeling that begins to well up in the pit of me stomach.

"A lost hope when a realized and accept de fact dat his words and actions did not agree." Clay lowers her head and I can see the pain in her eyes, the weight of it was still so heavy on her heart. " A could not have mattered as much as he said if his will was not strong enough to keep his family as the most important ting in his life or to completely let go of the threat to his family. A threat to his beloved wife. Even though he tried to convince me dat she was no threat, He fail to understand, he was not the one dat was betrayed by both their actions and dat is what poisoned me from the inside."

I can feel her sorrows and again that feeling churns in side of me and again I swallow it pushing it far down and ignore it.

"Dat night of de accident a wrote him a letter." Clay pulls out a folded paper from inside her jacket and handed it to me." He never replied to it, he never had a chance to."

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