Her Heart's Whisper

CHAPTER 14

Ciara's POV

It's easy to say that you're going to move on from a certain person. A specific position. A certain mental space or even physical space.. But it's never easy. It's a roller-coaster ride. Full of emotions, especially fear. Only difference is that you're screaming on the inside. You're dying on the inside. Maybe even visibly cracking on the outside.

But it's not the end. It's never the end. In fact, it's just the beginning. Sometimes leading to the best part of your life. But often times it's the worst.

Nevertheless it's merely a stepping stone to get you to wherever you're supposed to be.

But somewhere along the line you meet your people. Your supporters. Your strength. And they make the painful, unknown path feel like nothing.

It's easy to say that you wish that something never happened to you. It's easy to question the gods and goddesses and ask them "why me?" but what is life without pain? But what is life if not the teacher of life lessons?

We go through these rocky paths, we walk on burning coals all to achieve one thing at the end of it all. Something that is different for each of us. And maybe, life is built on the same concept.

Life is whatever each of us perceives it to be.

And sometimes we walk on the path that others are walking on. Sometimes we collide with each other without even being there. Perhaps that was the beauty of reading a book. Walking in someone else's shoes for a while.

Self-absorbed are we, for we think of ourselves as saints. Selfish are we for we think that our problems are bigger than someone else's.

There are just so many things that reading teaches us. Helps us piece together. Helps us understand. Things that we've never realised. Things that we've never paid attention to.

The walk in Cassia's shoes is so different from my life. But different does not mean that there are no similarities at all. Nor did it imply that I do not understand her plight.

If there's anyone who did not understand, it was her parents. They tried to buy her instead of giving her what she truly needed. Their time. Their warm smiles. Their lame jokes. Their affection. But most importantly, their love.

That was the one thing that truly mattered to her. And maybe the loss of it broke her down so much. It broke her so much that it compelled her to take her life at such a tender age. Then short years was all that it took for her to decide that she does not want to experience more in this cruel world.

But then again, sometimes just twenty-four hours was all that one needed in order to decide that they've had enough.

I don't know when the tears ran out and when the thoughts stopped twirling in my head like a tornado waiting to someday explode.

The dark blanket pulled away. Revealing a bright, sunny day. Almost as if it promises happiness.

"How could you have forgotten to make arrangements, Kale?" Alpha Seth's voice thundering through the corridor. Seth was barely ever angry. Then again, with a kick ass gamma and a ready to cooperate pack who would be angry? But this voice was not friendly, old Seth. This was Seth who means nothing but business.

The door slams open. Kale looking at me skeptically. He looks like he's pinning all this hopes onto me. As if I could save him in this minute. Seth's wolf's eyes making an appearance every now and again.

He looks like he belongs in some messed up fiction novel. He looks like every woman's best dressed nightmare. Classy with anger that knows no bounds. Pretty sexy but with a fine line of pretty psycho running in between. A line that he looks like he could touch. Not just touch. But claim. Damn maybe even redefine.