Chapter 48
“I called him a monster. Oh no.” I said to myself as the realization hit me hard like a ton of bricks being thrown at me.
“Calm down, Irene. You don’t need to stress your head with such thoughts. Delores tried to soothe my emotions, but I wasn’t calming down. My head was beginning to ache and I could literally feel the rush of blood in my veins and arteries.
“He must think I hate him Tears spilled down my eyes, “He must be thinking that I hate him.” My heart thumped even harder against my rib cage. Nothing about me was calming down. Nothing about my emotions wanted to feel soothed.
All I could think about and imagine was how Damien must be feeling. He must be hurting so badly
“No, Irene. He understands what happened. Stop getting ahead of this situation. What Damien really wants is for you to be calm. He’s eager to see you but doesn’t want to ignite that fear in you again.” Delores explained and I watched how she spoke eloquently without any hitch. That means she isn’t lying-
“But he’s worried that I might be scared of him.” I pointed out the brutal fact. He is always going to be walking on eggshells around me. Things can’t be the way they used to be anymore.
“It’s normal. He’s just naturally worried about your well–being. And you also need to accept the fact that this is a normal reaction. Put yourself in his shoes. You might also need to get therapy.” She replied to me. But my head can’t even process. anything else besides the fact that my life isn’t what it used to be before.
That godforsaken night ruined everything. It ruined the picture perfect image we’ve been living, even when I knew reality was harsh and all that happiness would soon come crashing down. We
were living inside a self–made bubble and now it has barst into uncountable pieces that shattered us along with its explosion.
“You’re hyperventilating. Breathe.” Delores said as she moved closer to me and patted my back. It was then I realized that I had lost control of how I was breathing.
Eva was the reason for everything happening to me right now. She is the reason for my sadness. The reason The reason I can’t even breathe well. And it’s so crazy to see that Eva is my step–sister.
for my
my trauma!
My family is the one after my downfall.
“It’s hard. Can you call him to come? I want to see him. I want to hold him. I want to feel him. Please, tell him to come.” I said to her, and she nodded her head in understanding.
Sure, Irene. Just take it easy. And can you lay on the bed till he comes?” She asked and I nodded, understanding her reason. She must want me to feel safe and protected.
“Help me cover up,” I said as I moved to the bed, and she did. She pecked my temple and left the room.
I
My gaze was now fixated on the door as I waited for Damien to walk through it. I need him to understand that all that happened wasn’t intentional, and I’m not scared of him.
I began to count the seconds that passed in my head as I kept watching the door, waiting for it to open. But seconds turned to minutes, and the minutes kept on growing until I lost count of time and my eyelids got–heavy again.
Slumber took over my being and I didn’t know when I had allowed it to completely envelop me.
The next thing I felt as my eyes slowly fluttered open was a touch on my cheek. And when my eyes fully cracked open, I saw the man that made my heart flutter look down lovingly at me.
Damien..” I called in a raspy tone and my voice must have surprised him as he slightly jolted up. And it made me feel bad ing way.
“Irene.” He replied, “How are you feeling now?” He asked and it felt like that single question required different answers, and I
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wasn’t sure how I would answer them.
“Are you scared to touch me? Are you scared to be near me?” I asked him outrightly and he looked as if my question caught him off guard.
“No, Irene. I just don’t want to make you feel that way again.” He answered and moved closer to me, but he wasn’t touching
me yet.
“I need you to touch me. Damien. I’m okay. Before, I was just affected by the nightmare, but not anymore. So, touch me. dear husband.” I told him and stretched my hand up so he could grab it.
And without any second passing, he hurriedly grabbed my hand, I then pulled him down and made him sit beside me on the bed..
“I need you closer,” I said and he chuckled. “I want to be closer too, wifey.” He replied and, him calling me that title again made my heart swell with pride. A kind of pride only he can create.
“Then come in bed with me.” I told him, feeling only better instead of the way I felt before.
“Delores said you must eat something. He pointed at the tray sitting on the table in the center of the room.
“Later. I replied because I wanted to be with him. I wanted to be an his warm embrace. I wanted to be swallowed by his huge arms as I snuggled tightly into his chest. I wanted to get lost in his scent and allow it to engulf me sweetly.
“Are you sure? You look exhausted. You should eat well.” He said and shook my head in defiance.
You really just want us to lay down?” He questioned and I nodded my head, so he didn’t waste any time again and climbe the bed.
And once he settled in beside me, he hugged me to his chest and pecked my forehead in a longing manner that caused my heart to melt for the nth time.
“I’m sorry for how I reacted earlier. I began, knowing the following moment with him was going to be quite emotional.
A very much–needed heart–to–heart talk.
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