Chapter 9 Maybe I Will Die
She grabs my jaw roughly, her fingers digging into my skin with brutal force. The grip is so tight it sends a sharp wave of pain through my face. I can feel my jaw burning under her hold. When I look into her eyes, all I see is hatred and mixed with something dangerously close to madness.
Her teeth clench as she speaks, her voice shaking with rage. “You are a worthless girl… do you really dare to dream of taking my place? I will not leave you alive.”
The pain intensifies. I try to pull away, turning my face to the side, desperately attempting to break free from her grip, but she doesn’t let go. Instead, her fingers tighten even more. Tears well up in my eyes, blurring my vision.
She leans closer, her breath hot against my face, and snarls again, “Michael can’t do this. He would never do this. And even if he has… your death is certain.”
My eyes widen in shock and fear. My heart starts pounding violently in my chest, each beat louder than the last. My mind goes blank. I don’t know what to say. I don’t know what to do. Panic wraps around me like a suffocating grip.
Suddenly, her expression changes. A slow, cunning smile spreads across her face, a smile so cold it makes my soul tremble. Before I can react, she shoves me backward with all her strength.
I lose my balance.
And the next moment, I fall straight into the pool.
The water crashes into me like an icy shock, stealing my breath instantly. The pool is deep far deeper than I can handle. I don’t know how to swim. Instinctively, I start thrashing my arms and legs, desperately trying to reach the surface.
“No… I can’t swim!” I scream, my voice breaking, “Please… help!”
But instead of help, all I see is Diana. She stands at the edge of the pool, smiling calmly as she watches me drown. Her face shows no mercy, no hesitation, only cruel satisfaction.
I struggle harder, my body fighting against the water. It rushes into my eyes, stings my nose, fills my mouth. Breathing becomes impossible. My lungs burn. My movements grow weaker.
Strength drains from my body with every second. The world around me starts to blur.
Sounds fade,Light dims and as I sink deeper into the water.
My eyes slowly begin to feel heavy. My eyelids refuse to obey me, as if they have decided not to listen anymore. Maybe… maybe fate had already decided this for me. Maybe my death was written right here, inside this cold, merciless water.
I hold no hope that Michael will come to save me. No one ever comes for me… no one ever has.
My ears start to go numb. The sounds of the outside world slowly fade away.
I can’t hear anything anymore, not my own screams, not the splash of the water, not the sound of approaching footsteps. My eyes want to open, but it feels as if an unbearable weight is pressing down on them. My eyelids simply won’t lift.
Water begins to fill my mouth. Cold, salty water reaches my throat. I try to breathe, but no breath comes. Something inside my chest starts to break. My breathing slows… just like my life, which has always been incomplete and broken.
At that moment… my entire life begins to fall apart before my eyes, piece by piece.
I lost my parents in childhood. I was so young, so young that I don’t even remember what it feels like to hold my mother’s hand, or what my father’s voice sounded like. After they left… life never embraced me again.
After that, no one ever cared for me, No one ever thought about me. I was always a burden.
A responsibility.
A helpless obligation.
And then… Mr. Wilson entered my life.
He was the first person… the first and the last… who married me solely for my safety, even while being engaged to someone else. Just so that no one could touch me, no one could hurt me. He changed the course of his own life just to protect mine.
I can never thank him enough. Not with words, Not even in a lifetime.
If it weren’t for him, my sister Ira’s treatment would never have been possible. Her medicines, her surgery, her chance to live, everything became possible because of Mr. Wilson.
And then, I don’t know when,I don’t know how, Ever since I saw Diana close to him, an unfamiliar ache has settled in my heart. A restlessness that doesn’t let me sleep. A fear that makes it hard to breathe.
Maybe… maybe I’ve fallen in love with Mr. Wilson. A love I can never confess, How could I?
How could I ever tell the man who married me only for my protection… that he has now become my heartbeat?
He did all of this for my safety, And I… how could I ever force my love upon him?
My heart breaks at the very thought that Mr. Wilson might one day belong to Diana.
She was always meant to be a part of his life
and I was only ever a responsibility.
I come to understand this truth that in my life, while I am still alive, I will never be able to see Mr. Wilson belongs to Diana.
Maybe… maybe after I am gone, he will be able to live happily with her. Maybe a burden will be lifted from his life.
After all, what am I really? Just a responsibility… a compulsion… something that was forced upon him.
And anyway, even if I die, there is no one in my life who would truly worry about me.
No one who wouldn’t be able to live without me.
No one for whom my breath would be the reason to live.
My breathing is already breaking apart.
My chest feels heavier with every passing second.
Each breath starts to feel like the last.
In such a short time, without saying anything, without asking for anything Mr. Wilson has made a place for himself in my heart.
I don’t know what it is about him that pulls me toward him. Maybe it’s his silence. Maybe his protectiveness. Maybe that feeling of safety I experience whenever he is near.
Or maybe it’s the respect he gave me, without ever asking for anything in return.
Maybe not in this lifetime, maybe in the next, this union will finally be complete.
Maybe I will leave this world burying all the words of my heart, all my emotions, all my love deep within myself.
Without telling anyone.
Without a single complaint.
Completely silent.
And while thinking all this, all I can see before my eyes is a bluish reflection the water.
That blue shade slowly grows deeper and darker.
My eyelids become heavier and heavier.
My eyes slowly begin to close. Everything starts to feel dark and distant.
Suddenly, I feel a strong grip around my waist. At the very next moment, my body is pulled upward with a sharp jolt.
TO BE COUNTINUE...!!!