Klara leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed and stared at her brother who is desperate to win back his love. Her lips stretched a little and unknowingly her eyes pictured Ralph in the place of Lucas. With roses in his hands, apologizing her for his sins and crouching down before her on his knees….but her mood darkened instantly as her memories flood back to the time where she almost lost her baby girl.
The very same day she lost the hope to live after Ralph mercilessly left her alone to fend for herself and at the same time she’s desperate to save her baby. She loathed Ralph for his betrayal and cruelty. She cried and cried despite Ric’s pleas and condition until she passed out in the burning farm house. She didn’t know what happened after that and all she could remember was Ralph turning his back on her and how he left her and her baby to die in the flames. She caressed her belly recalling the past and thought about the days she’s abandoned by Ralph. When she woke up from her slumber it’s already been two days since that incident happened and she’s in her room, in her home in Cylantra getting treatment for her injuries. The most shocking thing was, the first person she saw after opening her eyes was father Louis. Though she’s astonished to see him, her brain worked quickly and assumed the reason for his arrival. He’d known what Ralph did to her which pushed him out of his shell and here he was, out in the light with bare faced shocking everyone. Her family might had lost their senses after seeing him alive. She got a lot to ask Louis but before that she should know about her baby. She placed her left hand on her abdomen as the other hand had an IV drip and looked at Louis who sat on the edge of the bed facing her. He gave her a forced smile understanding her concern and nodded his head confirming her baby’s existence. His assurance was like an elixir for her and she heaved a sigh and let her tears out silently. Thank god!! Her baby’s alive. She didn’t know how to express her joy at the moment and only let her tears fall, drenching the pillow beneath her. Nothing else mattered to her as long as her baby’s safe. After few seconds of caressing her belly to feel her baby she finally shifted her attention to the people around her. Her dad and brother were standing at the foot of the bed while her mother was weeping sitting beside her on the other side of the bed. She wandered her eyes around the room but didn’t find Trupiano’s and she didn’t want to face them either because they remind her of Ric who was the main reason for her downfall. Speaking of Ric, where’s he? As long as she remembered he’s shot in the abdomen by Ralph. Though she’s angry with him for hurting her she couldn’t let him die. She turned her eyes to Louis and tried to speak but Lucas stepped forward and told her something that destroyed her world. What the F did he just say? She sat up slowly with the help of her mother and glared at Lucas as if she’s looking at him for the very first time. He said…he said she’s carrying Ric’s child. It’s a bullshit!! Bullshit!!! How can he doubt her like Ralph did? How can he not trust her? Her dad and Louis grabbed Lucas to take him out but she didn’t let them because something triggered in her like she’s possessed by something and without thinking twice she slapped Luc for doubting her baby’s identity and clutched his collar demanding explanation for spouting nonsense. The needle at the back of her hand stung badly but she didn’t care. Her patience died down and the last thread of her sanity broke when Ralph pushed her limits by accusing her of cheating and she’s not letting Lucas to poke her sore spot. Not when her baby’s still alive and can hear whatever her brother or others would say. She definitely wouldn’t let anyone doubt her baby’s identity. Not anymore. But her brother didn’t understand her concern. He knew what happens if he tells her the truth as he’s thinking that she has right to know what’s inside her. He also thought that since she’s still in her early stage of pregnancy, she can get rid of the thing that’s growing in her against her will. And when he told her about everything that happened on the night of Freya’s kidnap, she’s beyond shocked. Every cell in her body screamed to object Lucas but nothing came out of her mouth as she stared at her brother. She tightened her hold on Luc’s collar and shook her head continuously in denial. What on earth did Ric plan to do by impregnating her? Was he in his senses when he asked Freya to….? She let go of Lucas and clutched her hair in distress. First it’s Ralph who accused her of having an affair behind his back and disregarded her baby and now even her brother is doubting her but she knew the baby belongs to Ralph. She can feel it. There is no way she’s carrying someone else’s child. She needs to prove who her baby belongs to. She’s just recovered from her almost miscarriage but to get to the bottom of his brother’s words and to find out the truth she flew to Wartland along with Lucas to confront Freya. She can’t live in peace unless she cleared her brother’s suspicion so she had to approach Freya who her brother hated to the core and was unwilling to meet. The poor Freya fled back to her cousin Aiden after Lucas ruthlessly broke her heart and was undergoing therapy sessions to overcome PTSD. It’s natural Klara thought as she knew what it’s like to survive a life threatening situation and she too thought to attend therapy sessions after going back to Cylantra as her baby needs a peaceful environment and clear heart to grow healthy. With this thought in mind she knocked on Freya’s front door and in seconds the door was opened from inside. Lucas moved his eyes away from Freya and turned his back instantly not willing to face her. His heart thumped against his chest rapidly with just a glimpse of her but he cannot waver least bit after what she’d done to his sister. ‘You let me down Freya. I can’t love you anymore’ Freya was mortified to see Roselli siblings at her doorstep but she didn’t avoid them rather welcomed them with a warm yet distant smile. Lucas didn’t appreciate her efforts as he had his back to her and didn’t step into her home either. He only gestured his sister to get over with her purpose of visiting Freya and waited outside but his ears focused on the conversation between Klara and Freya. “Are you here to taunt me like your brother?” Freya asked pouring a glass of water and gave it to Klara but Klara didn’t take it as she’s not in the mood to accept formalities. She needs truth. Period. Lucas who was outside clenched his fists hearing Freya’s mocking words. Why does she sound bitter when she’s the one who was at fault? The audacity of her to keep the door open so that he can hear them. Did she think he’d melt his heart and forgive her because of her honey words? No way! But poor Lucas didn’t know that it’s Klara who kept the door open so that he could hear their conversation. If there’s an award ceremony organised for misunderstanding king, of course Lucas will win the award without a doubt.Klara could’ve persuaded Freya more but she herself was betrayed by her man and she’s not in a position to defend her brother as he was no different from Ralph. They both are same with misunderstanding brains and only knows how to hurt others with their words and actions. She couldn’t bring herself to forgive Ralph so how can she ask Freya to do the same with her brother?Thus she didn’t pressure Freya further and exited her house. It’s better if she left her brother alone to deal with his matters. As a woman she can understand Freya’s situation and where she’s coming from so she was not going to help her brother…..oh my!! Holyshit!!She takes back her words because look at Lucas….he’s like a broken doll. She knew Lucas would be devastated by the revelation but he’s totally wrecked. Look at his pale face, he’s beyond shattered. She didn’t utter a word and only held his hand and brought him back to the hotel room so that they could have a talk about Freya. Once back in the hotel, L
Freya remained calm and patient despite facing Roselli siblings because she predicted their arrival and that’s also the reason why she didn’t hide in the corner of the world but came to her cousin as he’s the only support she could yearn after her heartbreak. She had a very tough phase of her life and survived through the nightmares every other night and blamed herself for getting into trouble. If she hadn’t been greedy for money to clear her family’s debt, she wouldn’t have accepted Luc’s offer and wouldn’t have involved with him physically and wouldn’t have fallen in love with him.If only she resisted her feelings as soon as she realized, she wouldn’t have to go through all this shit. She got tired of the nightmares that’s haunting her like a ghost, making her feel guilty for no reason. After attending therapy sessions she finally got to know where her guilt was coming from. It’s Klara, Luc’s sister. She’s guilty because she’s constantly worried about Klara as she didn’t know
Klara leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed and stared at her brother who is desperate to win back his love. Her lips stretched a little and unknowingly her eyes pictured Ralph in the place of Lucas. With roses in his hands, apologizing her for his sins and crouching down before her on his knees….but her mood darkened instantly as her memories flood back to the time where she almost lost her baby girl. The very same day she lost the hope to live after Ralph mercilessly left her alone to fend for herself and at the same time she’s desperate to save her baby. She loathed Ralph for his betrayal and cruelty. She cried and cried despite Ric’s pleas and condition until she passed out in the burning farm house. She didn’t know what happened after that and all she could remember was Ralph turning his back on her and how he left her and her baby to die in the flames. She caressed her belly recalling the past and thought about the days she’s abandoned by Ralph. When she woke
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 li