An older version of Keith stands before the both of us. He's aged well, not looking any different from the first and last time I met him, that was at my wedding.
Tall, broad shouldered with blue eyes, he has a demanding and powerful presence, just like his son. Vincent Salvatore is his name, a retired businessman. He's a wealthy man with him renting out his boats and properties, keeping busy and being healthy and enjoying life.
After Keith's mom passed on, Keith pretty much distanced himself from his whole family, especially his father, who was dealing with his own grief.
It's just so sad to know that the two hadn't talked for 2years and as much as years pass, and they try live their lives, they need each other. Keith needs his father, some fatherly guidance as to deal with different situations, especially in our marriage.
But because Keith is a stubborn man, it might take a while to convince him
Silence had taken over a few minutes ago, whilst we wait for Keith to sort out the journalists outside. He said he would and made it clear that I don't come out.He doesn't want me anywhere in view. So I took it upon myself to keep our guests occupied." I heard about what happened in Aspen, how have you been dear?" Jill asks, sipping her wine." Oh I'm okay," I say." What happened in Aspen?" Vincent asks." Someone broke into our home and held Akiandra at gun point." Elena speaks up." Oh they didn't hurt you, did they?" Vincent asks, concern in his eyes." No, he didn't. Um a lot happened and I'm just glad it's over." I say." We should check on him, I'm going." Elena suddenly says, rising to her feet." I don't think that's such a good idea." I say, making her stop."Time has passed now, I'll just-"
I don't know for how long I've been sitting here, trying to catch my breath and be awake. It's pretty exhausting but I'm still holding on.The cold sensation had hit me hard and now I think a fever is coming on, I don't even know what to do. I just wish someone comes soon. I can't even explain all the different phases I'm passing through, nothing is making any sense and all I want to do is sleep. I just need help.My prayers are answered when I hear a knock on our room door.The knocks keep on coming until there's silence, and my hope starts to diminish. ' No, no,please come back.' I want to say but words are not coming out, something is blocking me and now I'm sweating like nobody's business.Soon I hear the door handle jiggle before the bathroom door opens." Oh my God Kea!" Someone gasps, coming into view.Sarah crouches before me, her hands coming in contact w
I watch him silently as he puts on his tie, staring at the full body mirror. Tall, handsome and a dream in a black tux, hair stylishly gelled and soft pink bow tie.Today is the day for Jill Salvatore and Gregory Salvatore's wedding anniversary. We said we'd be there but only one will attend and that's Keith. I can't go, more like Keith won't let me go, he is still convinced that a few more days of bed rest will do me some good.I'd already told him that I'm fine and am capable of being on my feet for a couple of hours, but still, he had put his foot down and said to stay behind. Nothing seemed to convince him and now here I am, sitting on this bed, watching his every move, feeling bad for not accompanying him." I'll be back in an hours time."He tells me." Why?" "Because." He turns around to face me. " I want to spend the rest of my night with you, instead of dining with boring people."
I stand at the top of the stairs, waiting patiently for him, as he makes his way over to me. His eyes aren't anywhere else but on me. People part like the red sea, giving way for him, their curiosity getting the better of them, as they steal glances my way. As he ascends up the stairs, my eyes droop low, nerves bubbling at the bottom of my stomach, expecting just about anything. I feel him close, his cologne filling my nostrils just when his shiny shoes come into view.My chin is tilted up and my eyes meet his, there's no anger in them but some kind of indescribable emotion, swirling in them. He's not saying anything but just staring at me, his eyes taking my whole face in as if he's seeing something new."You're breathtaking." He breathes out.My heart skips a beat at his words, a blush warming my cheeks.I can't even look at him, that's why my eyes avert elsewhere, making the mistake
I watched as he got down on one knee, pulling out a small velvet box, opening it to reveal a beautiful ring.I gasped once again, covering my mouth and my eyes widening.Oh my God." Keith." I breathed out behind my hand, not knowing what to say or do.My knees felt weak and my stomach was swirling with butterflies." Akiandra my Angel, a patient woman you've been, one who never gave up on me even if at times I proved to not deserve you, in the slightest. You are one of a kind my sweet, an Angel sent from above, just for me. We may not have started out the cliche or romantic type of way, but our story is not worth to be defined as such, simple or compared to others. Our story is ours to tell.I've done so many mistakes with you that at often times I wondered how you could still stay with me. You saw something in me, some
Keith Salvatore's POV.I've lost her.I've lost the love of my life.How could this happen, how could I lose the one meant for me? It was not so long ago that things were just fine, things beginning for us. I had plans, I wanted a start over so I could do right by her.I wasted time that's for sure and now here I am emotionless, I haven't talked to anyone, haven't left my room ever since that night.My heart clenches thinking about that night, her life giving way in my arms, her hand resting on my chest, telling me that she loved me.I could never get tired of hearing those three words come from her, her eyes, her voice, her heart reached out to me. Whenever she said those words, I felt it, I heard and felt the truth in them. A woman of truth, honesty, innocent to the core and had a heart of gold. She waited, she bloody waited
Akiandra's POV.The last I remember is of pain, my life flashing before my eyes and him. Oh God, I said goodbye to him, believing that night was our last. My Keith, he must be so worried, so broken, as I am away from him. Days have passed I believe, since they took me. Every piece of the puzzle was pieced together, the moment she walked into the dungeon I've been held in.Nothing seemed to make sense whilst all I was surrounded by, was darkness. Then she walked in, with a determined, crazed look on her face. She had intention to cause me pain, anger seeped out of her and it was directed towards me.I couldn't understand as to why she'd do this if Keith meant so much to her. Didn't she care about him? I had asked but her obsession with hurting me, seemed greater then the love she claimed to have for him.I had no strength to do much because I was still in a bit of p
I've been in and out of consciousness for some time now, I don't know for how long, whether minutes or hours, I don't know.The cold has made me numb, my body feels stuck and I can't move. I've even reached the level of not shivering anymore but staying still. My heart pumping is the only thing telling me that I'm still alive, it's a hard and painful task to breathe, my nose has gone dry and as seconds go on by, it feels worse.I can't think straight and I believe I've reached the level of hallucination, when I think I hear another banging sound. Maybe I've gone crazy now, wanting to believe so much in anyone finding me.The banging sound continues and that's when a tear slips out, because my beating heart tells me, no let me rephrase that, my every frozen being tells me that I've been found.I want to scream and call out, but I can't. It's so frustrating and my closed eyes, feel heavy with threatening tears.