LOGINThe days that followed at the hospital were not that fast, as the doctors had to watch the patient and pay proper attention to her all the time, and the serious threat had passed, but the tension still did not disappear. Ava was kept under surveillance all the time, with only a slight movement, except when compelled to, and Marcus was at her side, but never wanted to leave, even when the nurses were insisting that she should rest.
As soon as Patricia was out of sight, Ava was as though every bit of her heart was pulled out of her chest, abandoning behind it a void, a painful emptiness she was not quite sure how to fill. Her legs seemed to give way, and were she not supported by Marcus standing directly behind her, she could have fallen as she stood there on the floor.Easy, Marcus thought to himself, as he held her tenderly. Back we go to the house.This time, Ava made no protest, since all the strength she had collected to fight her mother was already exhausted, leaving her exhausted and broken. As Marcus led her to go back into the house, she leaned a little, and the steps were slow and clumsy, until she was back on the bed and sat down with caution.
The silence that Patricia had left behind her did not last long, as Ava could not sit there and feel the burden of everything that had just happened resting on her chest. Her hands shook, and she pushed up the blanket and tried to get out of the bed, despite the strict order of the doctor, and Marcus saw it at once.“Wait, Ava, wait,” he said, hastening toward her. “You are not supposed to be getting up.”“I must,” Ava said, trembling yet insistent. “I cannot allow her to walk out like that.”Marcus hesitated, and then he lightly touched her arm.“At least, do allow me to
When Patricia entered the room, the atmosphere of the room was transformed, like the quietness that had been so painstakingly established in the last couple of days was broken at once. Ava stood motionlessly on the bed, her hands clenching on the edge of the blanket, and Marcus stood beside the door with a closed face.Patricia slowly turned her eyes about the room and then at last rested on Ava, and there was nothing in them but a keen, critical stare that made Ava feel as though the very bone of her back was scraping against the wall.“Here you have been hiding, then,” said Patricia coldly.Ava swallowed hard.
The days that followed at the hospital were not that fast, as the doctors had to watch the patient and pay proper attention to her all the time, and the serious threat had passed, but the tension still did not disappear. Ava was kept under surveillance all the time, with only a slight movement, except when compelled to, and Marcus was at her side, but never wanted to leave, even when the nurses were insisting that she should rest.The doctor was at the end of her bed in the morning of her discharge with a file in his hand, and Ava sat up, looking at him, relieved and anxious simultaneously.The doctor calmly said, We are letting you go home.Ava exhaled a little.
The resulting hours were very long and heavy with silent terror and cautious actions as the doctors tried to stabilise Ava and postpone the labour. The emergency room was now an atmosphere of tension under control, where every sound of the machines was more noticeable than ever, and every little change caused everyone to be more attentive.Ava was lying on the hospital bed, and her face was pale and fatigued, and a nurse was changing the IV line attached to her arm. Marcus was standing right next to her, and his eyes were not leaving her face because he must have been terrified that he would look away and see something worse.Attempt to remain composed, said the doctor, checking the monitor. We have managed to hold things at least.
After that, everything was too fast, fear grabbed hold of everything, and did not leave a room to think. Marcus sprang into action, his hands not trembling, but his heart pounding, and he assisted Ava out of the bed very slowly and attempted to maintain his voice steady.“Now we are going to the hospital,” he said firmly.Ava shook her head feebly, her body trembling in gripping him.” I am frightened, Marcus, I am frightened,” she said.“Marcus… I’m scared,” she whispered.“I know,” he said hastily. I know, but I know I’ve got you. Just remain with me, all ri
The ride to the home of Marcus was silent. Too quiet. Ava sat in a passenger seat with clasped hands over her stomach and looked through the window as the city lights went by. Marcus maintained a focus on the road, closed his mouth and his mind was not in the moment. Nobody said anything and the sil
Ava entered the house and shut the door as gently as possible. The silence still seemed too loud in the sound. Her feet were tired of the heavy shoes she had, and her body was sore not only because it was a long day but also because of all that had taken place. The bridal gown had been taken, the c
The house was too quiet.Elena was standing in the bedroom, gazing at the open wardrobe as though she had been betrayed by it. On one side, clothes were neatly suspended, and below these the shoes, but the silence seemed oppressive, as someone seemed to peep over the walls. Her hands shook, and she
Lydia did not move until the sound had subsided in the hall. Her hands were trembling, her chest was tight, and all the whispers she had heard were still reverberating in her head. Marcus was at a few paces off the altar, stiff and pale, and had the appearance of a man who had been struck by an obje







