Onika's Pov....
I looked at the divorce papers infront of me.
"I have signed the papers, your turn" Agustin said, his voice surprisingly void of any emotion.
That was quick, Agustin was discharged from the hospital yesterday itself, though I was still unsure of what will be Agustin's decision, he could be so unpredictable that I won't ever bet on anything when it comes to Agustin, but somewhere I kind of knew this is what he will do, or at least I prayed, what I didn't expect was he will be this quick to take the decision.
So this was the moment I have been waiting for, I am just a signature away and every thing will be over.
I eyed the papers for too long as if expecting it to vanish in thin air.
"You can read the papers before signing," he said, mistaking my lack of response with with my lack of trust.
"Of course," I said.
Few Days Later....Agustin slowly got down on his knees and rubbed the top of his daughter's grave with his palm, ever so slowly as if touching something very fragile, as if brushing off some imaginary dust which might have found its way to his precious daughter's grave, almost in the same fashion as he would pat the head of his child if she were alive.He did it again, and again... and again, the motion becoming vigorous with every passing second, with every stroke, in a state of trance, he kept doing it till his hands were completely tired and he can't move it anymore. He stopped and looked at his palms it was a deep shade of red, he furrowed his brows as he realised he can't feel anything.Taking a shaky breath, he took out the orchids and placed it over the top of the cemetery, with the same frailness and tenderness as someone would show while dealing with their most loved possession, most precious poss
Four Years Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Third Person's Pov....Agustin DeLuca looked at the six years old bundle of joy infront of him, playing with her Uncle Jack.Iris DeLuca.Iris, the only source of peace in his otherwise turbulent life.A small gentle smile played on Agustin's lips, contrasting to his otherwise roughened features, the one which was only reserved for this tiny little creature whose soft giggles vibrated through the walls of his heart as he looked at her with pure awe and admiration in his eyes.He adopted her two years after Onika left, those two years were hard on him. Making peace with his demons.With the truth.The truth that tore his whole world apart, leaving him with a constant ache in his chest. Leaving him vulnerable. Leaving him dead inside.
~~Grief only exists where love lived once~~Onika's Pov....Today I woke up in the middle of night with a jerk. I was sweating profusely. My palms were a bit shaky with the aftereffect of the nightmare. I heard Alex crying loudly, it was then I realized I had screamed hard, hard enough to wake him up from his peaceful slumber like countless other nights.I immediately took Alex on my lap to soothe him, it took me nearly half an hour to calm him down and assure him that everything is all right, before he finally fell asleep clutching my fingers tightly as if expecting someone to come and snatch him away from me. Even the thought of it made me shiver in terror.I tried to console myself, to calm myself. But deep down I know, when Agustin finds me he will make my life hell again.'Right at this moment I hate you the most Agustin, more than I have ever done before. I hate you with ev
Onika's POV...I woke up as the ray of sunlight fell on my eyelids. Opening my eyes gingery I looked at Alex still sleeping peacefully.I breathed in relief.Fortunately, today was one among those days when I don't wake him up in the middle of the night due to my constant screaming.He isn't my own child. I found him crying on the streets the day I run away from Agustin. He was such a small thing crying as if he hasn't had any food in days. How can someone throw such a small child away? He must have been just an year old at that time. Now, it has been 2 years since we are together.... Since I ran away from him.I still remember that day clearly. The day I decided to die and I would have done so if not for Alex. After I saw Alex, crying there I decided I am not going to give up my life away for a scumbag like Agustin DeLuca.Better live your life for someone w
Agustin's POV...I grabbed the Private Investigator by his throat and seethed at him, my eyes burning with pure rage at the repeated failure,"What the hell are you good for if you can't find a woman, with no resources whatsoever to hide herself from one of the best investigating team." I tightened my hold on his neck."I gave you enough time that's it, if I don't get Onika's whereabouts within a week you are as good as dead, understand?" I withdrew my hand from his throat and threw him on the floor.He started choking and gasping for air. Ignoring the question I just asked, this time my voice increased by an octave "I. Asked. You. Something. ""Ye-yes--Si-Sir" he stuttered."Good, now don't show me your face unless you have her address and don't forget you just have one week. Good luck"He ran for the door as fast as his leg would
Onika's POV...."What happend slut, I told you to dance like the whore you are". Agustin's voice resonated in my ears, making me flinch. My hands shaking in fear. "Please Agustin don't do this to me. I beg of you-" I was cut off before I could even complete my sentence."Shhh... Do as I say Onika, or else this will get a lot more worse. By now you must have realized nothing you say is going to save you. But I think you like every thing the hard way, don't you?" He asked rhetorically."Lets make it simple, so that your little brain can comprehend your options. I give you two choices either you do what I say or I destroy each and every person you care for. So shall we start with your friend, what was her name, Claire? I have heard that she desperately needs money for her father's surgery. " I
Onika's POV...."No. I. Won't," I chewed on every word. He looked at me with murder in his eyes. But it doesn't scar me anymore, anyways what is left to loose anymore? My self respect is already crumpled into pieces. My love is already crumpled into pieces."Enough is enough. I am not doing anything you say anymore. I hadn't done anything wrong and I don't deserve to be treated like this, no one deserves to be treated like this. I want divorce, isn't that what normal people do Agustin? You think I have cheated on you, then go on divorce me and free us both from this hell."At this everybody around me gasped in horror, afraid what will happen next, I wasn't allowed to answer back anymore or refuse him.Something changed in Agustin's eyes, something scary. But to my surprise he started laughing hard. "You think that I will let you go that easily then you don't know me at all. No one messes with m
Agustin's POV..... My Secretary walked in with my cup of coffee and some files in her hand. After she put them on my table I told her to go back to work, I will call her if I need anything. Instead, she just stood there clutching the hem of her cloth nervously. "What is it? I told you to leave." I ward her off and focused back to my work, lifting up the cup of coffee absently. "S-Si-Sir". She stuttered. She still here? "What is it, just spit it out" I snapped, annoyed. "Umm--Si--Sir" she stuttered again. "For God's sake, what's the matter, are you not feeling well? Do you need a day off." I asked, taking a guess. "No Sir, Umm-- actually I just wanted to say, Ha-Happy Birthday." She mumbled nervously. The effect was instant, as if I ha