LOGINThe atmosphere in the room stifled upon the words of Ava. The quietness that succeeded was nearly excruciating. Marcus was standing there staring at Ava in what seemed to be an attempt to figure out what had gone wrong so much.
"I don't trust you."
He still heard those words resoundi
The atmosphere in the room stifled upon the words of Ava. The quietness that succeeded was nearly excruciating. Marcus was standing there staring at Ava in what seemed to be an attempt to figure out what had gone wrong so much."I don't trust you."He still heard those words resounding in his mind.Ava had already made a few steps in the direction of the hallway, however, she paused when she heard Marcus speak again."Ava... please wait."His voice was soft, though of a sort willing to do anything.
Ava had finally crawled out of her room into a quiet living room. Her eyes were pink, and her face still bore the hurt that she had been bearing so long. Marcus was heard outside the house by her. She knew he was still there. Each minute he stood waiting outside increased the beating of her heart, and it increased at the same time the anger within her.This is because Marcus was standing close to the window when she entered the room. Daniel was standing a few steps apart, observing both. The atmosphere was heavy.For a few seconds, no one spoke.Marcus stared at Ava as though he was scared that she would vanish between one blink and unhappy.
It was a darker night, and the street before the house of Daniel was nearly deserted. The wind flew softly through the trees, but Marcus stood on the porch like the tree that had been stumped to the floor. His hands were now in his pockets, and his eyes were at times wandering towards the door in the hope that sometime it would open.Daniel was at the window of the living room inside the house, observing him.He did not say anything for a few minutes. He only gazed at the figure of Marcus in the porch-light, as though he were trying to comprehend the man who had brought his daughter such tortures.Daniel then sighed slowly and headed toward the door.
It was later in the evening, and Marcus was outside Daniel's house on the porch, yet the night was colder. The light in the door was soft yellow and fell gently over the deserted driveway, and the quietness of the neighbourhood made the smallest sound seem bigger than normal. Marcus rubbed his hands together, though it was a pointless attempt to warm them, but his thoughts were concentrated on one thing.Ava.Ava was sitting on the side of her bed, staring at the floor, inside the house. She had not gone far since Daniel had informed her that Marcus was still out there. She kept peering at the window, despite her attempts to restrain her, every few minutes."Why is he still there?" she whispered to
When the car finally arrived in front of Daniel's house, the evening sky was already black. He had been speeding since he did not even bother to notice the traffic and the lights of the city as they passed by the window. The one thing that had occupied his mind all the time.Ava.He looked at the familiar house, and his hands clenched a little on the steering wheel. Everything had been different the last time he was here. At that time, he felt that Ava had betrayed him.Now he knew the truth.Marcus got out of the car and walked with a firm stride to the front door, his heart alternating between accelerating and decelerating with every stride. He did not know how Ava was going to respond when he saw her, but he knew he had to attempt it.His hand lifted, and he knocked-knocked.“I heard the sound fading down the house.”After a moment, there came footsteps coming inward.The door opened.Daniel stood there.He appeared amazed upon seeing Marcus at the door. "Marcus?" he said slowly.M
Marcus was standing in the hospital passageway, utterly frozen.The words he had just heard in the room were refuted in his head."He doesn't know."“I did not want him to have the burden of understanding that my child was killed when trying to save yours.”Every line dealt him a blow on the chest. During the weeks, he had assumed Ava had decided to terminate the pregnancy without thinking of the family. He had been mad, wounded, and persuaded that she had broken his trust.But now the reality was before him like a storm that he could not get out of.Ava had not betrayed him.She had made sacrifices of it all.Marcus gradually moved away from the door, his breathing irregular, as he strove with an effort to assimilate the truth. His hands were shaking a little, and he leaned against the wall as though his legs no longer had the strength to support him."How could I not see it?" he whispered to himself.The door at the back of him opened.Marcus looked up.Lydia was there looking up at
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
No one spoke, one long second after Bella had said the name, Marcus. It was like the freezing of the air itself. Then the room exploded.Voices rose all at once. People rose, and chairs were scraping ominously against the floor. Somebody screamed, “This is crazy! " As some other voice shouted, "How







