تسجيل الدخولThe bullet missed Ariana's head by mere inches and shattered a window behind her. The sound of the gunshot and the window shattering caused her to bend down a bit, her hands flying up to cover her ears but stopping midway. I could tell she was seriously rattled by what I just did. One moment, I thought I saw tears in her eyes. The next, she was marching towards me like a determined warrior. "Are you out of your mind!? Do you know how much that window cost!?" she yelled, still visibly shaken. I blinked. She almost got shot and she was worried about her window? "You're lucky the window got hit instead of you," I said, pointing the muzzle of the gun to her forehead. "If you refuse to treat my mum again, the next bullet will be in your head." She huffed, squaring her shoulders and coming closer to me so the gun was pressing directly against her skin. "I. Dare. You. I fucking dare you, Salvatore. Shoot me!" I was taken aback by how she was acting. And for some reason, I found
She was silent for some time, staring at me unblinking. I began to wonder if I was wrong to think she was Ariana when she spoke. "Salvatore." My name barely made it past her clenched teeth. I didn’t know what surprised me more between the confirmation that she was Ariana or the venom in her voice. I stared at her in disbelief for some time. "You have thirty seconds to explain why you're trespassing before I call the cops," she said, not smiling. Her words broke me out of my disbelief and I was immediately filled with anger. Twelve years ago, she abandoned me. After she left me, I had faulted myself for driving her away. I beat myself up almost every day, thinking that if I had done better, she wouldn't have left. If I hadn’t treated her like shit, surely she would have still been by my side. But I let the anger of what she had done turn me into a monster until my behavior forced her away from me. I stopped eating at a point after she left. That was until my mother told m
~Salvatore I hated flying, no matter how comfortable the flight was. And after spending almost 14hours on the air, I was just about as pissed as I could get. To top it all off, I went straight to Elena's house only to not be able to get in. I had been sitting outside for the past thirty minutes. I spent the first ten minutes trying to see if there was any security around but I saw no one. There was no bell either or anything I could use to inform anyone inside the house of my presence. All I could see was a large gate and a stretch of road that ran as far as my eyes could go. I couldn't even see the house from where I was seated on the curbs. I eventually got tired of waiting and called my right hand man. The moment he picked, I asked him, "Are you sure Elena is around?" "I'm not exactly sure but it's very likely. She usually spends her Saturdays at home." "Do you have any idea how I can get in?" "Through the gate?" "I know that," I gritted out. "Then what's the p
Allegra walked in slowly, carrying her usual aura with her. When the doctor finally noticed her, an awkward smile spread across her lips. "Mrs. Rossi!" she greeted. Allegra spared her a single glance and a curt nod before speaking, “I would like to have a conversation with my daughter-in-law.” The doctor nodded. “In private,” Allegra added. The doctor nodded furiously. “Right, right.” Her eyes darted to my direction and I could see that she was worried. “I’m alright now, doc. You can continue with the check-up later,” I said with a forced smile. "Alright!" she said and finally left. Allegra walked closer to my bed but still kept a safe distance. “Whose child is it?” she asked after glaring at me for some time. “What!?” I said, like I didn’t get her question. “Whose child is it?” she repeated. I clenched my teeth. “I heard you the first time.” “And?” The way she raised the corner of her brow irked me more. “I don’t have a response for you.” “What do you
~Ariana “Wonderful,” Salvatore said, walking into the room. “You wanted me to leave but you don’t mind being comforted by my best friend. Since you guys were okay with snuggling in a hospital room, God knows what you would have done if it were somewhere else. Seems like faithfulness was the one thing you just couldn’t inherit from your father.” I snorted, ignoring the pain that rose in my chest as I did so. “Rich coming from someone who couldn’t stop flaunting his mistress in public. Isn’t that against the rules, Salvatore? The least you can do is respect your wife in public.” He clenched his jaw. “But what if the said wife doesn’t deserve the respect.” I sighed, placing my ventilator mask back on when I realized I was running out of breath. “This is exactly why I asked you to leave earlier. It’s hopeless talking to you.” “You’re calling me hopeless?” I didn’t respond. I closed my eyes and started counting in my head as I waited for him to leave. I heard his footsteps but
~Ariana "Hey," Milo said, walking towards my bed. In his right hand was a bouquet of flowers. He dropped it on the bedside cabinet and settled on the chair next to my bed. "I remembered you loved delphiniums, and I just happened to be near a florist shop when I heard what happened, so I grabbed a bunch." His nice gesture gave me the confidence I needed to ask him what I wanted to. I sat up, wincing a bit, before pulling off my ventilator mask. "What are you doin—" "I need your help," I said, cutting him off. "Okay. But can you please put on your mask. You're literally gasping for breath." I nodded and placed the mask back on my face. Once it was securely placed, I started talking. "I want to leave this place." Milo's brows furrowed as he stared at me. "I understand but you haven't fully recovered." I shook my head vigorously. "Not just this hospital. I want to leave Salvatore and this life behind. I'm tired." He blinked, opened his mouth to speak and closed it







