Lost loveA Story by Otro1
I once had a wife,a beautiful daughter, we lived in eastern France, it was 1988 and I had recently bought us a huge villa with glass doors and luxurious furniture right at the sea shore, me and Ella would hold hands and walk up to the balcony and just watch the calm blue waters sleep under the shady clouds that hid the sun above the horizon.
Our 6 year old baby girl was at school and I was alone with the love of my life, I felt her soft cold hand in mine.
"Steph, I love you" She said unexpectedly. i watched the waves splashing over each other below. The ocean seemed infinite from were I stood and it was so blue.
"that's why we're married" I gave her a friendly punch with my free hand, she laughed and pressed her hands tightly within mine, something was odd about her and I was starting to get suspicious, I took control of her arm and walked back into our bedroom, the curtains danced over the frames of the opened glass door, it was starting to get windy outside, I released her hands and sat at the edge of our bed, she stood infront of me covering the entire window/door. "I need to tell you something Steph and it's serious" She kneeled infront of me brushing her palm on my bearded cheek, she looked up at me, her eyes wide opened and her eyebrows were elevated. she wore this diamond collar I bought her last year when I arrived from Chicago, it made her big blue eyes glow .
After a long pause of silence I realised they weren't just glowing, tears were filling them up. "when you were away last month on that business trip to Istanbul, I met a man... He helped me with the groceries back at the centre of the city then... We talked.. And he was nice to me so we exchanged phone numbers infront of the store." She took a long sigh, I got up and walked up to the window as I placed two fingers between my now closed eyes giving her my back.
I was a heartbeat away from jumping over the balcony into the ocean but her sweet feminine voice spoke again. "the next week I met him infront of Eliza's school, we laughed and... It all..." She rotated her palms as she got up to her feet trying to find a simpler way to tell her husband that she cheated on him.
"get your stuff and leave my house" I interrupted her maintaining my cool. She stood were she was in her blue silk dress that sparkled, her short hair refused to reach her shoulders but it suited her circled face.
She wore a giant pink hat that put her forehead in shadows. She looked at me and I was losing my temper.
"Steph baby I just confessed and Im sorry it won't happened again" She pleaded gently placing her hand on my cheek once more.
I pushed her towards the bed.
"get the f**k out!"
"and you're never laying eyes om Eliza again. She mine!" I snapped, my green trousers and my untied shirt that exposed my tanktop made me look like a badass.
"after all these twenty years" Her voice cracked, silent tears walked down her pale cheeks as she laid across the width of the bed looking at me, I scanned her along with the edges of the bed. "I was always loyal to you!" She yelled pressing he long finger against her chest. She got up and walked out of the room leaving me standing with my thoughts , I turned around washing my face with my palm as i gazed at the ocean through the opened glass door from within the room.
This was my third marriage that ended like this, maybe I was just too rich and too soft. I refused to believe that, I rushed outside the bedroom grabbed her before she turned to walk down the stairs "you think I'm soft huh, that you could take advantage of me?" I whispered, our eyes locked, she screamed and shouted at me to let her go. "you wanna go?!" I yelled at her sweet little face as I pushed her down the luxorious stairway , I watched her dive in slow motion through thin air. The sound of the tremendous impact got me back to my consciousness.
she had fallen to the first floor, I watched her blood as it slowly painted the wooden floor beneath her head In black, her eyes wer wide opened and her lips were all of a sudden dry and far away from each other like her legs and her arms. I dropped both my knees to the floor and watched my wife's corpse from above the stairs. I cried as I drowned in my confused emotions when the door bell rang. I felt my heart thump at every single part of my body, I was weak.
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