ISADORA POVA good friend is more expensive than the most expensive thing you can think of.Don't underestimate what heartbreak can do. Sometimes, we think we can quite easily get over it and get going with our lives, but it's way more difficult than the eyes meet.In fact, I would say no one person is ever fully ready to navigate through the impact of a heartbreak.I sat on the floor of my dimly lit room, my senses dulled by the alcohol coursing through my veins. The room was suffocating with the weight of my grief, the loss of Ruby consuming my every thought. Days had passed since her departure, and I had chosen to retreat from the world, shutting myself away from any form of solace. Not even Mara, with whom I was well pleased, could sway me to see what the outside world looked like.“You're not just hurting yourself; you're hurting everyone who cares about you. Alecia has become a shadow of herself since you wouldn't say a word to her. You're breaking her to shreds, Dani!” she woul
ISADORA POVWhen was the last time the past made sense to you? Or it holds no sweet memories just like mine?.I am not good with memories, but I definitely cannot forget the one that has completely changed the course of my life forever.That night will remain as cold blooded as anything I will ever know. It still sends cold waves to my entire body.That night, I sat in my old, worn-out armchair, deep in thought. The dimly lit room echoed with silence, as I cast my mind back on the events that had molded my life…Not for good.Once, there was a time when my family was whole and complete, a loving unit bound by unbreakable bonds. It was impossible not to feel the warmth of my mother's embrace, the sound of my father's laughter, and the mischievous adventures shared with my only brother, Jadon. We were inseparable, a family filled with endless joy and happiness. I used to wonder if Jadon and I were actually siblings, because we behaved like two lovebirds who would rather prefer death tha
ISADORA POVJust when you think you have seen the worst, the restart button clicks.Holy smokes!I gripped the edges of my tattered shirt, my heart pounding heavily in my chest. I stood alone, surrounded by vast emptiness, as I stared at the remnants of what remained of my past. After losing my parents and brother in that brutal attack, I had found myself stranded with no place to go.The authorities were tirelessly pursuing the trail of their killers.“We are sorry about your loss, Isadora ,” was all they kept saying to me.I didn't want to be pitied, I just wanted those bloody motherfuckers found; I wanted them to look me in the eyes and tell me why they had chosen to take the lives of those who knew nothing but goodness; I wanted them to tell me why they had chosen to torment me for the rest of my life.Nikita and her parents had coming running to me that night once they heard the news.“Oh, Isadora !,” her mother said to me, wrapping me in her warmth.“I'm sorry,” my friend said t
ISADORA POVEven in ‘light,’ darkness will always give us a clue to the answers we seek.The early morning rain poured relentlessly, as dark storm clouds covered the sky like a heavy woolen blanket. Each raindrop seemed to carry a weight of sadness, adding to the gloomy atmosphere that lingered over the pack's camp. It was in the midst of this downpour that my life took a devastating turn…For the third time, you can say.Lucy had woken up before me that day.“You've got to be ready before Puertelas walks in,” she said to me.That was her way of reminding me of how much Puertelas frowned at being late for our usual early morning routines, something I was still trying to get accustomed to. She had proven very hard to please, for despite the fact that I was still trying to find my feet around the pack, she already had placed so much expectations on me, demanding from me the same performance as with the others who had been veterans there even before I came.Quicky, I dragged my tired leg
"I have an announcement to make.”I knew a long time ago that the grave was soon going to be my resting place. The pack's physicians had tried their best, not just to heal me, but to conceal the truth from me.They must have forgotten that I was still alpha, and that I could read their minds.Unknown to them that I had woken up from the sleep induced drugs they had administered on me, I overheard their conversations…“I am really worried,” the first one said.“Why?,” the others asked, their voices barely above a whisper.“Isn't it obvious that's our Lord is dying?,” he continued. “We have tried everything we know, but nothing is working. I am really beginning to get scared.”“What do we do?,” one of them asked, his voice subdued.“I have no fucking idea, but we cannot tell him yet. We need to hold on, maybe, hope for some miracle.”And so, they decided to keep it away from me, while pretending to offer me hope that I was recuperating as they expected.“It's just a matter of time, my l
ISADORA POV One more heartbreak!Mrs Veronica had suggested that I visit the hospital to undergo a couple of tests. She recommended Rosemary hospital.“I hear they offer very good services, especially to people in your condition,” she said, speaking highly of them.I wonder what is peaceful about the mark they bear.Since it wasn't too far from my house, I decided to put myself through the exercise of walking the distance. I got there just before it started raining, as I waited to be attended to.“Wait over there, ma'am,” one of the nurses said to me. “Doctor Louis will be with you shortly,” she added, her face beaming with a smile.I sat quietly in the sterile hospital room, my heart pounding in my chest as I awaited the doctor's examination. I had made the decision to face the truth, to find out about the identity of my child.My child? Well, I had not yet decided if I was keeping the pregnancy or not.The weight of uncertainty had been crushing me since I sat down on the s
ANONYMOUS POVEver since I found out I was pregnant, he has been nicer and more considerate towards me. He took note of my feelings and tried not to upset me or make me feel sad. His recent changes made me happy. I was beginning to feel like I truly belonged.I felt like a true married woman, the kind that was loved by her husband. We were in the kitchen, and he was making me breakfast; he had not gone to work today.He placed the glass of orange juice on the table before me, then he returned to the eggs he was scrambling in the pan. Soon, he had my bacon and eggs placed before me, and I dug in. “This is nice. Thank you.”He nodded, saying nothing. I watched him as I ate my breakfast. “You did not reply to me, Jaxon.”Immediately, I saw anger coat his expression. He was trying not to show it, but I saw it. My appetite was reduced; was I wrong? Did he not love me as I’d thought? Or was it because of the babies? “What else do you want?” He inquired, taking a sip of his own coffee.“I
I trudged along the hills, my every breath getting labored after the next. I pulled out my cell phone and tried powering it on, but the screen stayed blank. I sighed. No battery life left; my backpack felt heavy on my back, and for a moment I considered dropping it, but I breathed deep and tried gathering strength.‘Come on, Reyna, you can do this,'I s said to myself, taking a step forward and grinned when I saw civilization. I put more spring to my steps and hurried down the hills, shouldering my backpack carefully not to let it slip off my tired shoulder. The sky rumbled, and lightning flashed in the sky.‘Please don’t rain’ I begged the universe, but it seemed the universe was in no mood for prayers because, as soon as I said that in my head, the rain poured heavily without warning, and in seconds I was as drenched as a sewage pipe rat. I managed to reach the restaurant, and I rushed in, soaking wet. The restaurant was devoid of customers, and I thanked the universe again. A waiter