𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 [𝟏𝟖+] ✓

05

This is a short chapter but I'll make it up to you in the next chapter 

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Katrina Diaz

When I had dropped the bomb on my sister about my hook up with her husband-to-be, she had knocked my socks off with a gentle wave of her hand, a chilled-out tone and reassuring words.

"It's okay, Kate. I want to leave the past behind. Besides, I had my fair share of hookups. So, we are good. Don't fret about it," she had said.

Two weeks later, I still couldn't understand why she hadn't flown off the handle. If I were to hear my sister and my fiance share a steamy night, I would have taken a rope to my throat rather than marry him. Maybe it was because of how insecure Kendra made me with her enviable confidence and her naturally gifted beauty, and also because of the betrayal from my best friend and my boyfriend, which had planted seeds of trust issues in me.

But Kendra wasn't me. She just couldn't care less. Which raised my questions: did they agree to an open marriage? Were they planning to part ways after a few years? If either of the two were the case, then did it give Hayden a green flag to flirt with another woman?

Stop, Kate! It doesn't matter anymore.

Sitting here in front of Brooke's comatose body in a callously sterile room, I couldn't help but feel the grip on my heart tighten. I could never ever imagine waking up in this cold room only to hear my child didn't survive. And I wasn't sure how my friend would take that news. And I wasn't sure why I felt something wasn't right.

Taking my friend's hand into mine, I caressed it gently. "I wish I answered your texts with more maturity instead of letting my anger blind my judgement. I don't know why you kept saying Hayden is bad news, and I don't understand how to deal with this mess I am in right now."

I had done an exceptionally good job of avoiding Hayden, preventing our encounters and spending most of my time at the hospital looking over Brooke for the past two weeks, guilty as I was. But who was to say, Kendra wouldn't feel insecure in future because of my one-night stand? I would feel insecure if I were in her place.

"I just wish you were here. I'd do anything to get you back, Brooke. Get well soon." A hard breath left my lips.

A knock from the door snapped my attention back to the nurse who stood at the door. Penelope Scott was a stout woman with black hair. She was dressed in the nurse's uniform and a pair of spectacles perched on the bridge of her nose. She was the one who had been taking care of Brooke daily.

"It's too late, hon." Penelope's smile was kind. "You should go." I gave her a glum nod. Reaching for the bouquet of orchids laid on the bedside table, she gazed at me from behind her spectacles. "Did you get these?"

"No, I didn't."

"It must be the chap. He comes everyday with these bouquets. It disheartens me to tell him these won't help." She inspected the flowers, flashing me the name card. It read Cain Taylor.

Pain speared into my heart. Cain bringing my best friend flowers was a sweet gesture, still I didn't like it because it showed devotion and love. Both of which he had never offered even when he had been proclaiming me as the love of his life.

But why was he still apologising if all he ever wanted was Brooke?

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