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“Alex I have sorted your documents, do you need me to bring anything else. Oh Sister Lavine?
Stephanie’s voice rang with artificial sweetness, all doseyed innocence as she stepped inside, oversized bag swinging
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A music box with a ballerina kept on my smaller desk hit the floor and splintered open. A soft broken melody spilled out before dying
My breath caught in my throat as I looked at the broken porcelain doll on the ground
The one Alexander and I had made in a pottery class together after I had a miscarriage, it had a hidden compartment, holding the sonogram picture of the child we never got to meet “Sister, I am so sorry, it was an accident. please don’t be mad- Stephanie gasped fake tears escaping her eyes as Alexander rushed to her side.
“Why would she be mad at all? Alexander intervened.
“Lavine, why do you keep such useless junk by your side, what if Stephanie got hurt!!
Useless junk?
The only thing that made me survive depression as I grieved the child I miscarried while Alexander returned to work the next day was junk??
I sank to the floor, hando trembling slightly as I picked up the cracked porcelain. One jagged edge sliced into my finger cutting deep.
Blood dribbled down but Alexander did not see me.
“Steph, you are out.” Alexander whispered, lifting her hand to examine a small scratch on her wrist. “Come. Let’s clean this up.”
He didn’t take a second look at me.
Didn’t notice the blood running down my fingers.
He walked out, his hand on Stephanie’s back like she was a fragile doll made of glass. The door closed gently behind them.
I remained, sitting on the cold marble floor, the broken music box clutched against my chest, my blood soaked into a tissue and slowly I packed all my things, throwing away the unwanted
memories.
The old plane ticket to Santorini Greece, where he first said I love you. Torn in half.
The rare Swiss watch I bought him? Still in my drawer. I left it, unworn and unwanted.
And everything else…all gone.
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A faint smear of blood near the leg of his desk.
He stared at it, still and speechless.
He stepped back, something rattling inside him.
Just as he turned to leave, I opened the door to retrieve the documents.
“Lavina wait!”
I paused, looking over my shoulder.
“This is temporary Lavina, this isn’t permanent. When the rumours die down…I will bring you back.” My lips curved and yet the smile didn’t reach my eyes.
“I waited for you long enough…it doesn’t matters.”
For my parents Stephanie was their beloved princess and for Alexander she was his one and only priority. Even when she choose someone else over him, he still hadn’t let go of her.
No matter how much I tried the outcome would not change.
I was about to leave when Alexander called me.
“Lavina…wait, there is an auction tonight and the organizers invited me.” I was about to refuse,
but he cut me off.
“You are still my subordinate. I can’t show up at something like that event without one.”
Alexander’s pressurizing gaze said that he would not listen to a ‘No.‘
At last I just nodded recalling Damien message from last night.
In a month I was going to leave eitherways.
“Of course” I said coolly, voice devoid of emotion. “One last task.”
