Chapter Fifty-Nine

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Tiana



The woman, held out her hand to me. "It's time to go."

My lips quivered. Turning, my back to the woman I stared mournfully at Tristan. Hobbling over, I knelt beside him. His shoulders convulsed as he sobbed in the sheets.

Whenever he gets like this, I would usually hold him in my arms and pet his hair. Now that was all gone. I wouldn't be able to hold him anymore.

"You promised, you said you wouldn't leave me behind. You said you would always stay by my side.... yet.... yet......" Tristan cried. He pounded his fists against the bed. ".... you walked away from me and now you won't even open up your eyes! Why Tiana. What have I done to deserve such cruelty? All I wanted was to build a family and a home with you. But you foolishly threw your life away for a scumbag like me! Why? Why?"

"It's because I love you." I said, smiling tearfully.

I reached out to touch, him but my hands went through his body. A lump formed in my throat. This was really it. It was really over. The scene once again changed. Not having the strength to move anymore.

I continued kneeling on the floor. The woman loomed over me. Stooping down, she cupped my face.

"You sacrificed yourself for your lover, without a second thought." She said, wiping my tears away. "..... that was foolish of you but at the same time very admirable. I wish I had the courage you had all those years ago. Having an affair with my brother in law was what got me here." The woman smiled sadly.

Sniffling, I glanced at the woman in confusion.

"It's been twenty years since that tragic night... I keep on wishing that I could go back to that specific night and change everything but we only have one life right?" She stood up, ambling over to the piano. She sat down. "..... my biggest regret was not being there for my child. Then again even though I wasn't around he turned out to be such a profound gentleman. I could only watch him from afar. Well I wasn't the best mother. Even though I hated my sister with every fiber in my body, I've got to admit she raised him well."

Is this woman talking about Tristan?

"My spirit has been bound to this house for twenty years...."

"This place...." I trailed off.

The woman chuckled. "You're really dense, you know that? I can't believe you still haven't found out who I am as yet."

I stared at her expressionlessly.
Sighing, she slid from the seat. Pivoting on her heels, she strolled leisurely over to the window.

Pulling the blinds, she stared outside. "I haven't been able to move on because, of my son. Subconsciously he was holding on to me. But now I am free.... free from this burden. Because of you, and his love for you I will able to move on now."

"I don't understand...." The woman beacon, me over. With quivering legs, I scurried off the floor. My movements were jerky as I ambled over to her.

She turned to face me. "Most women are quick to jump into bed with him, because they have an ulterior motive. But not you. Your feelings for him are really genuine. That is why, I am giving you my blessing." Taking a hold of my hand, she slid a emerald ring on my index finger. "This is the Osaris family heirloom. My son buried me, with it because I've always loved this ring."

Osaris? That means she really is Tristan's mother. She pressed a kiss to the ring.

"I am giving you this ring, as a token of my appreciation."

"But I didn't do...."

"You've done more than enough. It was an honour meeting you Tiana. Dont shut him out. Talk with him. You'll only make things harder on yourself if you don't open up."

She pulled me into a fierce hug. Pressing a kiss to both of my cheeks, she moved away.

"Now it's time for you to go." She didn't even wait for a response, pressing her icy cold hand against my chest. She pushed me.

The glass behind me, shattered and the next thing I knew. I was falling into a deep dark abyss.

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