Greg hurriedly picked up his phone and sat back on his seat, Marianne came closer to see what was up with him and he pretended to reach for something in his pocket so he could hide the card.
“What was that all about?”, she asked him about burst in laughter because it looked like he was about to sweat his hair off.
“Nothing, you just startled me, a whistle would help you know”, he said so agitated yet trying to keep his cool.
Marianne couldn’t help but laugh at the scene, he looked like a child trying to hide a piece of meat in his mouth while being interrogated by his mother. It was really amusing for her.
“Anyway, sorry”, Marianne apologised as she exited the kitchen still chuckling.
Greg let out a breath of relief thinking he had handled that well, most women would be on their man’s neck trying to get the truth out of him.
“But she didn’t seem to care”, he thought to himself with eyes squinted and fingers pressed to his chin. He also wondered how he was going to fix his phone that evening, having no technical skills. He would have to wait till the next day to take it to a professional.
The next day...
Left alone in her and Greg’s room, Marianne just finished packing the last bag that contained Rose’s clothes. Rose was at her friend’s place playing, left with instructions to come back as soon as possible.
Marianne had so much to do, one of them being figuring out how to tell Rose that they were leaving her father.
She tried to imagine what it would feel like, never knowing her father since birth was far fetched from what Rose was about to go through. But she couldn’t change her mind due to that specific reason,
“A child knows and feels when their mother is not happy and it affects them in every way”, Marianne remembered one of her mother's wise sayings and continued to wind up.
“We need to leave before I change my mind, no amount of good memories can keep me here much longer. It’s all behind me now”, she tried to convince herself.
“Mummy, I’m back as soon as possible”, she giggled as she shut the door and ran to Marianne’s room. She saw bags packed and wondered what was going on.
Marianne noticed the confusion in her eyes and decided to work up the courage to tell her what was going on, she sat on the edge of the bed and patted the bed near her to signal Rose to go sit next to her.
Rose did as she was signalled and sat next her mother, Marianne put one arm over her to bring her closer and begun to explain.
“You know daddy and I love you, right?”, Marianne asked her.
“Yes mummy”, she answered.
“And you know we want to see you happy all the time, right?”, Marianne asked another question.
“Yes...”, she answered with suspicion in her tone
“Sometimes mummies and daddies have to leave each other because it’s good for their children, when parents fight or don’t love each other it makes children sick and they have bad dreams. So we have to leave daddy because we don’t love each other anymore, but he still loves you very much and he will come visit when we move to another place okay?”, she tried to simplify it enough for Rose to understand.
“I don’t like how daddy talks to you mummy, he’s always rude. I want to go now”, a shocking answer left her lips and left Marianne speechless.
Marianne just squeezed her lips inwards, rubbed Rose’s arm and helped her up so they could start putting their stuff in the hallway to make things easier to load. But just as she was about to reach the front door to put the first bag, Greg walked through the door.
Marianne’s heart dropped under her feet and she froze for the moment Greg looked at her caring the luggage, obviously to leave. Greg slowly entered and closed the door behind him.
“I knew something was off with you since yesterday, you want to leave? That’s your solution?”, he said with such a calm voice and tried to make her feel guilty and irrational.
“You leave me no other choice Greg, I’m so tired of this treatment. You don’t love me anymore, you don’t want to take the honourable step with me so why should I stick around any longer? I deserve better Greg, my child deserves better, the children we could’ve had deserve better. My mind is made up and nothing you say will hold me back”, she stood her ground and spoke her heart with tears rolling down her cheeks while still holding her suit case.
Greg moved aside, put his coat up on the coat hanger, threw the keys on the kitchen table and finally responded to Marianne’s heart felt confession. He raised his shoulders and said without an ounce of sympathy or regret,
“what are you waiting for? You must be eager to leave right? Go”.
Marianne could not believe her ears, she thought he’d at least try to stop her or use some excuse to keep her from going like he’s fallen ill or something.
But no, not a single effort. Her heart tore even more, she almost got down on her knees and started crying.
“Finish what you started Marianne, his hatred won’t hold you back”, her inner self tried to speak some encouragement into her, and it worked cause as soon she opened her eyes she felt her strength come back more than ever.
Rose appeared behind her carrying only what she could manage, Greg looked like he was about to start with Rose so Marianne acted quick and got the keys from the table with the declaration,
“MY car keys”, gave them to her and told her, “wait by the car I’m right behind you okay.
Marianne gave her a little push while looking back at Greg with that “back off” kind of look.
Greg sat in the kitchen and waited for them to finish up loading the car, thinking that along the way Marianne would come running back. Stuck in pride mode, Greg did not notice that Marianne shut the door behind her and started the car.
By the time he got outside on the porch, she was driving off and out of the drive way. There was so much luggage in the car he couldn’t even see them from the back, he felt like he just scored himself some freedom. Not feeling a little guilt, he went back in and locked the door behind him.
Marianne still couldn’t believe what just happened, as she drove away she glanced into the side window to see if Greg was waiting for her to leave or running to the car to stop them.He just stood there, motionless, straight faced and blunt. She couldn’t make out what emotions he was showing from that distance but deep down she knew he was waiting for this day, but if she was frank with herself, so was she. 10 years of a lifeless meaningless relationship? What was she doing?Now all she had to think of was how to survive on her own with her little Rose, the first step was to find Nurse Lucy and see what happened from there. Only God knew what lay ahead.“You okay sweetie?”, she checked her mirror to see what Rose had been doing in the back so quiet.Marianne was shocked to see that she was flat asleep holding her favorite stuffed doll, the one she called princess Mickayla. Such a sweet site she could shed a tear, but that was not necessary especially since sh
"We really need to stop meeting like this sweetie", a faint voice echoed as Marianne was coming to.Disoriented, Marianne held her aching head and started to look around the room with squinted eyes for her daughter. But she wasn't in the room with her, she put her head back down and asked, "where's my baby?"Marianne asked with a horse voice and swallowed to wet her desert throat hoping they didn't give her bad news."She's okay, you're lucky those people called for paramedics fast. Any later and you both would've been dead by now", nurse Lucy replied.She checked Marianne's stability and did the usual mental test of 'what's your name?' and 'torch in the eyes'.Marianne could not just lay back not knowing where her daughter was and how she was doing. She attempted to get up with one hand but Lucy would not let her and she started to resist, after all all mothers would do the same until they knew their child was safe and sound."I'll take you
Marianne came face to face with the most beautiful man she had ever seen, he probably in his mid thirties, at least six foot two, chiseled features and a well built body structure. So fine you could eat off of him, such eye candy.It felt wrong that she was drooling over a fine man while her daughter lay lifeless right in front of her, as she quickly sat back in the wheelchair Lucy addressed the man,"Mr Sorrell, is everything alright", she asked him as she walked to the door where he just froze as he watched poor Rose laying in the hospital bed with so many bandages.Raphael turned his head with eyes still fixed on Rose to respond to nurse Lucy,"Oui?... Oh", he shook his head, making his midnight black hair shift sides and fall just a little above his forehead and faced Lucy."I'm so sorry, I am just concerned about the little girl laying there", his French accent sent chills down Marianne's spine as she sat hiding her face away from Raphael.
Raphael was escorted to another section of the hospital, where the mortuary was. As they got closer, his body ran cold and he couldn't believe it was actually reality. He was filled with too many emotions to contain, he promised his late wife that he'd protect and care for their daughter with his life. Unfortunately fate had other plans.10 months ago..."Will you promise me something?", Christina said on her death bed, feeling her life escape her body with every second that passed.Raphael held her hand and leaned in to hear her faint voice, tears filled Christina's eyes as she thought about leaving her still very young daughter in this world without a mother to comb her hair and give her boyfriend advice when she becomes of age, or take pictures of her at her graduation and hold her grandchildren.Her heart sank as she looked at Raphael who was trying his very best to be strong for her sake and the sake of their daughter, his slightly dark skin st
Raphael remembered that he left the car key in Christina's bag so he went back for it real quick, but as he was getting closer to the room, Raphael noticed that there was commotion a around his around his wife's room so he quickly ran up to see if Christina was okay.One of the nurses tried to tell him that he could not get in but the words happened to pass him like a flash, he managed to work his way through and into the room, Christina had been shaking uncontrollably and then shut down right before his eyes.She was gone, no more life in Christina Sorrell. Raphael wondered where Bellamy was during all of this only to see her coming with a bunch of toys, skipping and humming to a song.Still in shock and a little disoriented, Raphael had to pretend nothing happened and get Bellamy away from the scene.Present..."Mr Sorrell?", the nurse he was walking with called.Raphael snapped out of his flashback and looked at her with eyes red from cry
When Rose woke up the second time after dozing off talking to her mother she felt the need to relieve herself so she asked Marianne if she could go, Marianne called for Lucy and she came almost immediately."Anything wrong?", Lucy asked."No, she just wants to go to the bathroom", Marianne told her.Lucy walked over to Rose to help her down but as she was uncovering her Rose didn't feel the grip on her legs to help her down, she tried to move them but had no feeling in them."Mummy, I can't feel my legs!", She cried out.Lucy looked at her and was shocked at the development so she put her back and ran to find their doctor, "I will be right back"."Mummy I still have to go", Rose complained.Marianne who was now at a loss for words and scared of what the doctor might say looked at her with fear,"I know my baby, but the doctor has to see why you can't move your legs okay".Lucy came back after a few minutes with doctor ca
"She's a very beautiful woman", Raphael said to Lucy as she approached him.Lucy looked back at Marianne walking towards the car and looked at him again,"Mr Sorrell?", she called as she waved a hand in his face because it looked like he was lost in a trans.Raphael blinked hard and turned to Lucy,"Oui mademoiselle, have you come to complain?", he asked gently and curiously."Why would I come to complain? It's not like you have been indirectly harassing my patient", Lucy said with sarcasm.Raphael thought for a second and realized how ignorant he had been, losing two people in one year can really take a toll on your brain. He squeezed his soft dark lips inwards and offered to apologize to Marianne while she was still around."I don't think that's a good idea Mr. Sorrell, she seems really upset right now. Maybe you should give her some time okay?", Lucy insisted.Raphael agreed and asked, "But how will I see her when she calms
Marianne walked into Lucy’s house /her new home and was welcomed with a wonderful lavender fragrance coming from the air fresheners that were installed on the walls and all over the furniture, there were all sorts of beautiful colors and that was just the hall way.On the left was the white and grey themed kitchen, and on the right was the living room with a massive door way enabling whoever was in the kitchen to chat across the hall.The sofas were C shaped and light purple in color with grey and silver cushions. The eighty five inch flat screen smart TV was mounted above a TV stand fully decorated with crystals, sculptures and other assorted things. Rose was so excited she nearly leaped from her chair and Marianne was still blown away by the fact that they would be living there from there on.Marianne still didn’t feel comfortable knowing she would not be of help around the house, with a house that big, Lucy obviously had maids that did everything. Maybe she coul