Ruthless

Shattered bonds

Keana

"Rhea, wait." I spoke quite loud to my hurrying sister. She did not stop until we had both reached her study. With both hands on the side edge of the fireplace, her eyes stared intently at the burning fires as her chest was rising and falling in a sporadic rhythm. The light reflected her porcelain face allowing me to see some of the scattered freckles she has over her nose, something she had acquire from our mother. Just like the burning fires she was staring at, she most likely felt but, she has no idea what to do with such rare emotions.

"She is conflicted, you can not blame her for that." My sister stayed in her dead state as her jaw clenched visibly.

"I would rather she hated me than to have heard her say what she just did minutes prior." Her voice came out very cold and emotionless, in a way it made me panic on the inside.

"You can not blame her for feeling certain kind of hatred towards you after all you have done, she is fighting with herself and her words were not directed at you, but more towards herself." Her bright eyes looked towards me with a shadow I could not decipher on my own. As if finally all years have caught up with her and for once in five hundred years her heart was alive again.

"You love her..." I dare to say softly. She let out a bitter laugh.

"Love is a weakness I cannot afford, Keana."

"Love is not weakness, running from it is." She sighed in great defeat.

"I have loved before... it was tragic for us all." At her words a coldness ran over my soul like a stampede of wild animals running to shelter before a heavy storm. Instinctively I held the ring around my finger, making my sister notice the small clueless action.

"I was not made to love." She spoke coldly once again, her eyes becoming stoic as stones, the shine in them quickly dissipating. She walked towards the balcony of the study, the moon was up and high reflecting a gorgeous glow upon the land, you would be able to run freely through the woods without problem considering how bright it is. I have always had a weird thought that maybe the gods above have fallen in love with my sister and every time her mood was on the low grounds, the lunar light made up for it in the heavens above, as if just by her becoming closer to feeling a human emotion they were able to create poetry with it and the moon was a great spectacle of such thing each and every time.

I cleared my throat before approaching my reminiscing older sister.

"This time it may all be different." She looked at her kingdom as if this is all she has and nothing else, but that is far from true. Even Rhea Lombardi can be oblivious.

"Please Keana... just leave."

"Stop pushing me away, the hurt will never go away as long as you keep that huge visible door locked in your life, stop staring at it from afar it is time to unlock it and face what lies inside." Her jaw clenched as she tightly held onto the edge of the stone wall.

"I am only reminded whenever I see you that she chose you over me and that she completely shattered me, she chose your love and casted mine aside as if it was nothing. Every time I see you I am reminded that I was not enough for the woman I loved."

I swallowed her words roughly. Some may say that time erase wounds, but it was clearly not the case for the Lombardi sisters. Time was only a reminder of our curse, we are death incarnate everything we touch dies and some wounds are deeper than others perhaps time will never be enough to heal them.

"Carina was not yours to love Rhea..." I spoke softly feeling a burning sensation in my eyes as tears threatened me to reveal themselves after years of keeping them hidden within me.