Chapter 1 : Not loving is hardest

Why??....

Why can’t life be easy?

People tends to get hurt by loved ones which is predictable yet unpredictable. Love is not just a feeling or an emotion but a part of life, a part of us and the feel of losing it is same as losing a part of yourself or you.

Why is that? Why is it hard to love someone? Why is it hard to stop loving someone though they broke you apart? Why is it hard to forget about love or the beloved? Why is it hard to overcome the feeling of love and move on? Why?!

Love is hard….Loving is harder but not loving is hardest because it breaks you from inside, making you suffocate in the hollowness of the empty heart. It's like jumping into an ocean. You should keep swimming till you reach the shore because once you stop, you’ll be drowned into the deepest parts of the ocean or gets eaten by ocean monsters. Even if you’re tired, you just have to keep going to survive and Klara Roselli is currently living the hardest phase of her life.

There is never a day she lived without questioning herself about her decisions, her feelings and mostly her heart. It’s been more than a year since she survived through the cruelty of Ralph Erikson – the man who left her and her baby to die in the pool of her own and her unborn baby’s blood.

If it wasn’t for her brother Lucas she would’ve been dead ages ago. It took her ten years to meet the love of her life and she suffered greatly to cope up with her life around him and his people. She passed many hurdles and survived many calamities to finally reach the other end of her destiny like she’s walking in the path filled with rose petals but it only took a storm to wipe away her glittering path and she got stuck in the middle of a tornado ever since.

Every morning she wakes up with the hope of seeing the man who back stabbed her but the bed is always cold and she hated herself for still thinking about him. She hated her heart for still beating for him. He’s not just any man but the villain of her life who endangered her baby’s life and still she couldn’t bring herself to stop loving him. How can she be so fickle?

And today is no different from yesterday or the day before. She woke up and caressed the spot beside her imagining a massive stature of a man sleeping with a crease between his brows. He looked so troubled and in alert even in his sleep. Typical Ralph Erikson. She extended her hand to smooth his brows in her imaginary world when a cry of a baby brought her out of her trance.

She sprang from the bed in a heartbeat and rushed out of her room to find the source of the cry. She quickly ran towards the sound with a racing heart as her hands trembled in worry. Why is the baby crying? What happened?

When she pushed open the door of her adjacent room, she saw a woman in her late twenties standing in the middle of the room with a baby cuddled in her arms crying loudly.

Klara darted towards them and took the baby from the woman’s arms before hugging the plump yet adorable baby to her chest and swayed her little body coaxing her to stop crying. The baby looked at Klara with her wide watery eyes, pink cheeks and pressed her lips together as if she’s wronged.

“Why is she crying Klara?”

Freya asked in a hurry fiddling with her fingers as she’s concerned about the baby’s sudden irritated mood. Like every other day she took the baby out of Klara’s room after she’s breastfed and brought her to her own room which is adjacent to Klara’s so that she could play with the little girl but as soon as the pumpkin opened her eyes she started crying hysterically.

Klara didn’t answer Freya and only gave her a gentle smile but her eyes never left the baby girl who is staring at her with her sparkling golden eyes. The little pumpkin stopped crying as soon as she’s cuddled in her mother’s arms but her sulking didn’t go away as she didn’t see her mother as soon as she woke up.

Freya sighed in relief after the baby stopped crying. It’s really hard to watch tears in baby’s eyes. Look at her face, it’s as red as cherry. She now understood the reason for the havoc the little pumpkin caused. She missed her mother.

“Oh god Klara! It’s been four months and still the pumpkin needs you as soon as she wakes up. God knows whose traits she inherited”

Klara only chuckled to Freya’s exaggerated comments before giving the baby back who now fell asleep because of the swaying and retreated to her room to clean herself. Of course the baby is mini version of herself except her eyes. The annoying golden eyes. They never stopped haunting her since childhood even in her dreams but she didn’t except her baby girl to inherit those annoying yet intoxicating golden eyes.

Maybe god is really biased towards the Moron. How come the baby didn’t get any of his features except the golden orbs? The only feature that effects her in every sense yet those are the only ones who keeps her sanity in check. She inhaled deeply and tied her long hair into a bun before going to the bathroom. There is no point in dwelling over some things that’s out of her hands. It’s better to focus on the future rather than disgusting past.

Exactly after fifteen minutes she dressed up fully and came to Freya’s room to check on her baby girl but heard hushed quarrelling from inside. She rolled her eyes and adjusted her watch before pushing open the door to see her brother on his knees in front of Freya with flowers in his hands probably begging for her forgiveness. It’s become his daily ritual.

Ever since he found out about the truth of Freya not injecting Ric’s semen into her, he’s devastated for hurting Freya and begged her to forgive him but will Freya let go of the past? Of course not. She’s heartbroken multiple times and it’s hard to mend the bond which is severed. But her brother is trying very hard to stitch the torn pieces together and is working his ass off to please his woman everyday by buying her flowers, her favourite tulips.

What’s the use of crying over spilled milk? Men are born brainless animals who only realises the worth of a person when they’re lost. She's definitely not going to help her stupid brother because he’s at fault and should win back Freya on his own. If Freya doesn’t want to get back together with him then it’s period, she’s happy to introduce her many young yet handsome men but the problem is Freya is same as her. She loves Lucas but couldn’t get past his cruelty over her.

“Cut your act Mr. Roselli. Can’t you see that I’m carrying your niece?”

Freya chided Lucas for being a dickhead so early in the morning. He hasn’t taken a bath or brushed his teeth but straight came to her room with the flowers to begin his nuisance. For god sake the little girl has just fallen asleep. She can’t afford to disturb her beautiful sleep when Klara is unreachable. The little pumpkin is obsessed with her mother. She’ll cause an earthquake with her wailing when she couldn’t see Klara as soon as she opens her eyes.

“My dear Freya sweetheart. I know that you’re carrying my lovely niece and that’s why I’m whispering”

Lucas said with his thirty two teeth on display but Freya couldn’t reciprocate with the same. It’s not easy to forget everything she’s been through because of him. Even if he bought her all the flowers from every corner of the world, she still couldn’t forgive him. His sweet words cannot wipe away the bitterness in her heart. She’s here for Klara and the baby. Period.

Author’s note :

Hello cuties,

I'm back with the most anticipated sequel....Ralph's Repentance. I hope you enjoy this story as much as you enjoyed the prequel...Ralph's Vengeance. It's going to be a roller coaster ride for us. Have fun reading the love-hate story of Ralph and Klara.

Love you all.....