Unbreakable Love - Season 2 - Episode 3

5 years ago

Unbreakable Love - Season 2 - Episode 3

When you look upon another human being and feel great love toward them, or when you contemplate beauty in nature and something within you responds deeply to it, close your eyes for a moment and feel the essence of that love or that beauty within you, inseparable from who you are, your true nature. The outer form is a temporary reflection of what you are within in your essence that is why love and beauty can never leave you although all outer terms will.

He made a step close to her
“You walked away in the middle of a conversation. You switched off your phone. This is a very dangerous city Adela. Very dangerous. Tell me, how many stories have you heard about women being raped and left half dead. Huh!”
“I am sorry. I didn’t mean to be that rude. I was angry at you and so I needed some time alone. It will never happen again. I am sorry,” she said softly.

“I am disappointed with you. I will sleep in the guest room.

Furious by now, he walked out, leaving her standing there and white faced. He had never shouted at her before. He was really pissed off by her actions. She watched him as he walked upstairs and she followed behind. She stood at the door, took a deep breath. She wanted to apologise for disrespecting him. She was about to knock when she heard him speaking.

STEVIE: I don’t know mum, maybe I am being too hard on her. I love her very much. She being so distant.

MOTHER: Maybe you should take her out tomorrow. Have fun. I will always take care of Ashley.

STEVIE: Guess you right. Thank you mum. Ashley is very lucky to have you in her life. I will come and take her next week. I am sure Adela won’t m..

He stopped at midsentence when Adela yanked the door open.

“Goodnight mum. I love you,” he hanged up his eyes on her.

“Really? What is wrong with you Stevie?!” She shouted.

“Hey hey hey. Don’t raise your voice at me. Nothing is wrong with me,” he got off the bed.
“I don’t think so.”

“Excuse me!” He turned to face her.
“I thought we talked about this but it seems soneone is still doing the same thing. I should be the one deciding when it comes to Ashley because I am her mother. Why you always deciding on everything that concerns her. Now it’s like I I don’t exist, as if I am dead.”
“Ashley is not living with a stranger. Is she?”
“Is it because I don’t have a mother? Why you always run to your mother? You still a momma’s body. Auntie Gloria is at her house. She can take care of Ashley not your mother. The thought of her being with my daughter alone in that house with her makes me sick. I don’t trust her. She might just kill her.”
“Adela!”

“What? She is not a saint. Sometimes I do believe that she is involved in Miley’s death. She neved liked me before. She is going to take revenge on my child. There are some people who will never change and your mum is one of them.”

There comes a time were you can’t hold the emotions. You feel like letting it all out. Your body starts to respond, your eyes turning red with anger. He clenched his fist. How he did it? Why he did it? She found herself lying on the floor after slapping her hard on the cheek. She fell on her stomach.

“How could you say something like that about my mother?!” He began shouting at her while she lay on the floor hands on her stomach.

“She apologised to you a long time ago. Can’t you just bury the hatchet and m..,” he stopped. “Adela, you bleeding.”
“It hurts. Help me,” she said tears streaming down her cheeks

“Oh my God! What have I done? I am sorry Adela,” he lifted her up and walked out of the room.

He put her on the sofa.
“Hang on my love. I am going to call the driver.”

He ran outside to call the driver. Few minutes the driver, drove off the car to the hospital.
“Drive faster please. I don’t want to lose her.”

They sat at the back, her head on his lap. They reached at the hospital. Adela was taken by the nurses. He sat on the bench, hands on his head. Didn’t even know what was wrong with his wife. No one came to attend him. Hours passed and it was around 4 in the morning when a nurse woke him up. He must have dozed off. He stood up.

“How is my wife?” he asked.
“She is okay now but unfortunately…”
“What?!”

“She had a miscarriage,” said the nurse.
“Miscarriage? Is this some kind of a joke.”
“Sir!”

“She was pregnant?”
“Yes. 8 weeks.”
“That can’t be. She didn’t tell me. No no no.”

“I am sorry sir but she was. I have to go back to work. She wants to see you. Follow me,” she led the way.

Room 8 is where she sat on the bed sniffing. She looked at him, the moment he walked in.
“I was pregnant Stevie and I didn’t know,” she started crying.

He walked to her and held her tightly in his arms, dropping a tear in the process.
“I am sorry.”

“Let me go!” she slapped him. “You killed my baby. It was a boy and you killed him. I hate you!”

“I didn’t mean to slap you. I am s…”
“Get out! I don’t want to see you ever again. Out!” she shouted angrily

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Okay things are getting hard