Chapter 268: Chapter no 98

‘I started my life with a nightmare, in a cage from where I got sold until the man who wanted me to be his perfect creation.

That cage was scary, I was alone, I was terrified.

But, then I met a boy, a boy who lost everything but his pride.

He had nothing left, I had everything with me. Yet he held onto everything and I had nothing.

At first, I hated him and when it developed into an unconditional, perennial, limitless love- I had absolutely no idea.

I agree compared to my thirty-six years of life, I had barely any moments with him.

But, whatever that was, It was a beautiful, unforgettable, most exquisite time for me.

I was hollow, empty before meeting him.

He brightened my life, he protected me, loved me passionately, madly, endlessly, he gave me hope, and made me laugh too.

Although my name meant Radiance but in reality, ‘He’ was ‘my’ radiance.

The love of my life, the core of my soul, the beat of my heart, the shadow of my being.

The worshiper of ‘my’ existence… Nathaniel Alroy.’

Suffocation.

That was all Zariah could feel in the past two years.

Her eyes staring at the ceiling as a tear rolled down from the corner, body lying lifelessly, finding herself incomplete, her life empty.

In the apartment she once shared with her beloved, the preparations were done for a birthday and she was in her room.

Smoke filled her lungs, mind and room too, crushing her last cigarette from the packet, she forced herself to sit, staring at her reflection.

An utter mess.

“Fuck…”

Shaking her head, she forced herself to get out, take a shower and clean her untidy form.

Wearing a white silk dress, she set her hair, applying a little makeup.

After being satisfied with her frontage, she went to the other room where a baby boy was sleeping peacefully in the crib.

Forcing a smile, she took out his clothes. Matching to hers.

White pants and white silk shirt to compliment his brown hair and green eyes similar to his father’s.

Only she knows how she had to suffer those eight months of pregnancy all alone, in misery, in mourning.

“Alastair, baby, wake up,” Whispering, her fingers moved across.

A bright smile appeared on his lips, opening his shining emerald gaze, grinning at his mother with four teeth.

“Hey, little man, get ready, your Auntie and cousins will be here anytime,”

Picking up the baby, she dressed her son, clicking a picture of them together.

“We look good together, don’t you think,”

Shedding a tear, her chest constricted when she saw them in the mirror, refusing to leave her baby from her embrace.

The most everlasting and beautiful sensation that was broken when she ended up coughing badly that some blood coated the tissue.

Quickly wiping it, she forced a grin as the door knocked and they greeted the guest.

“Happy Birthday, My Dearest, Alastair Alroy, Ah, Auntie’s beloved!” Cinzel beamed, picking him up and taking a spin around.

“Hello, Auntie. Happy birthday, Alastair!”

The kids also entered with their father, greeting them.

Zariah smiled when they came, allowing the kids to play, placing Alastair in the walker too since he hadn’t learned walking yet.

“Happy birthday, Alastair!”

“I can’t believe you are one already!”

“You look so much like Nathaniel,” Prince complimented, patting his head as the kid grinned.

The kids were playing after cutting cake and eating, creating a lively and pleasant moment.

“Mama!”

The child called out excitedly but she didn’t react. He only learned one word, progressing slower, he couldn’t crawl or sit properly too.

“Zariah, Alastair is calling,” Cinzel called, gesturing to her to look.

“Hey!” And then laughed dryly, “And look, my worse condition affected him too, can’t even stay in the walker, or sit properly,” She muttered, picking him up.

“Do you know when Adam was your age, he already learned walking and all you know to speak is Mama,”

She scoffed but then forced a smile as he was poking her cheeks, turning back to Cinzel who frowned.

“What is wrong with you, Zariah?”

“I don’t think I am cut out to be a mother, too much responsibility, he shouldn’t be attached to me either,”

She rolled her eyes, sitting down when Alastair hugged her, refusing to leave her mother.

“What the hell is wrong with you? You shouldn’t speak like this,”

Prince hissed, glaring at her when she kept an unaffected face.

“Can you guys stay for the night? Please?”

The couple exchanged a worried glance and nodded, “Sure…”