Third person point of view -In the quiet cocoon of a living room, Lily found herself seated across from Emilia, the air thick with unspoken sentiments. Both of them were anxious.The sisters, bound by troubles and shared history, were about to embark on a conversation that would unveil the darkest corners of Lily's past—territory she had guarded fiercely for far too long.As they exchanged glances, a hesitant yet determined resolve flickered in Lily's eyes. The weight of a secret, one that had burdened her for years, threatened to spill into the room. It was time to unveil the truth, to allow Emilia a glimpse into the shadows that had shaped Lily's life."Emilia," Lily began, her voice barely more than a whisper, "there's something I need to share with you. Something I've kept locked away, hidden from everyone, including myself.""I know that you have always hated me and I have always treated you bad but now I think deep down I have a regret about it. Now I feel like I understand you

The evenings had settled into a comforting routine after Lily's departure. With the chaos of recent events behind us, life resumed its normal pace. I found solace in the familiarity of family, especially when it came to the nightly ritual of dinner. Spending time with my kids made me the happiest.Tonight was no exception.The dinner table was set, adorned with the warmth of shared meals and familial laughter. Aida and Emma had their usual fights but now everyone was used to it.There was no stopping them.One minute they were the biggest enemies and the next moment they were best friends.My dad, was busy with a work meeting, couldn't join us, leaving Salvatore, Sofia, and my two kids—Emma and Aida—at the dinner table.As Sofia and the kids quickly finished their meals and excused themselves, Salvatore and I found ourselves alone at the table. It felt weird suddenly.Because I saw Salvatore stealing glances and looking at me while everyone was present.Kids went to their rooms to

5 months later(There is a new twist in the plot, stay with the story)Dark content ahead Emilia's point of view -I haven't properly slept in three days. Last night I have only been asleep for four hours and day before yesterday, only two hours.I was woken up by sudden touch on my ass. I could feel someone's hand on my butt as they tried to squeeze it.I instantly got up, feeling uncomfortable.As I opened my eyes I was greeted with sight of my husband, Adriano, sleeping naked in the same bed as me.I looked at the side table alarm clock and realised it was only 4:30 on the morning.But Adriano seemed wide awake.I looked down at him and he returned a smile to me."Let's continue." Is all what he said and pushed me down, laying me straight on the bed, naked.This was a rule that Adriano made recently.He doesn't let me in the bed unless I am completely naked.But somehow these rules don't apply to him. Whenever he likes he he is fully clothed whenever he likes he is not."Go back t

"Where is your ring Emilia?" I shook in fear listening to Adriano's words.One thing he really hates is not seeing me wearing our wedding ring. This happened once in the past too, only one time. Adriano got so mad at me that I immediately started crying.He was fuming with anger."I removed it because it was itching my fingers. What the big deal honey? I will put it back-" I turned around to go get the ring but Adriano pulled me back by my hair.That day he pulled my hair with such a force that tears automatically started dripping down my eyes.I started crying loudly, but I did not dare to tell him to stop. I knew he could do worse."Never dare to remove your wedding ring again. It's a symbol that you are mine. Only mine. I hate it so much when I don't find it in your finger." He told me.It got so bad that day, that my head started to ache because of crying that much, so Adriano did not punish me further. Somehow he let it go.But I don't think he will let it slide this time.Adria

"Adriano when did we get married?" I asked Adriano as we were laying in the bed cuddling each other.Even if I put so much pressure on my mind I am still not able to remember anything. It feels really weird that I do not have any memory of the past.It kills me inside but I overthink that if I ask Adriano about this, he might think I am crazy."Four years ago." He said kissing me, he seemed completely uninterested in my questions."What? Aida is five years old Adriano, did I get pregnant before our marriage?" I asked as it came to my mind."Emilia you know how much I hate these stupid ass questions. You are killing my boner." He stopped me from asking more questions."But Adriano I really want to know. You know sometimes I try to remember the good moments of our lives, like Emma's birth, Aida's birth, our marriage, when did we get this house and why are we-" I kept on talking but Adriano sat straight on the bed and pressed his hand over my lips, shutting me up."Shut the fuck up Emilia