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Viola:Cause you are married to your fucking job. Hope you will have fun raising that brat of yours.
Vassar:That’s your own daughter you are talking about!
Viola:Don’t even remind me. I should’ve aborted her, too, but I believed in your lies of becoming a big-time chef. Now I have an ugly vagina I need to fix. Thank God I didn’t breastfeed the bloodsucker.
Viola:And sign the damn papers, finally. I want to finally get married to someone who will provide the kind of life you never could.
Kira’s eyes jump to mine, and I see new tears in them. The ones for me. “Vas…”
“It’s okay, baby. Don’t cry for me. I wasn’t broken over her leaving me. I was broken over losing my child. Over Victoria having to live through all that. Part of me always knew that we weren’t meant to be together, and if Viola didn’t get pregnant with Vee, we never would have, so bringing in another child was not ideal, but I wanted to have a say in it. She took that away from me, dragging out her decision until I was already so attached to that baby.”
“That was cruel of her.” Those heartbreaking tears are slipping down her beautiful face.
“It was, and if I never see her again, it will be too soon.” Her eyes flick over to my tattoo. The one I got after Viola left the scars on me.
“Your tattoo, did you get it because of that?”
“Yeah. Right after I found out.”
“Why this?” She traces the crow with her shaky fingers.
“Did you know crows have quite contradicting meanings to them? They represent death, danger, misfortune, and sickness, but at the same time, they are about rebirth, self-reflection, intelligence, and loyalty. And I guess they are my perfect bridge between the two worlds. I died and came back that day. I became stronger but with some battle scars to show for it. So that’s why there’s a crow.”
“Why did you tell me this?”
“To show that you are not alone. That you can share your pain with me, and I will understand it. That you have me.”
“Do I? This is just sex and a stupid ruse,” she spits out the words like bitter bile she hates.
“Is it, though?” I search her eyes. “Was it ever? Because I think we’ve been dancing around each other from the moment we met. We kept gravitating towards one another and looking for an excuse to stay close.”
“Vas—” I silence her protests with my lips, sealing them over hers.
“Tell me I’m wrong.”
Kira gulps, looking more vulnerable than I have ever seen her. “No. I don’t think you are, but I’m not who you need. Maybe before I knew you had a daughter, we could work something out. Some kind of arrangement, but now…we can’t.”
“How does me having a daughter change anything?”
“Because she needs a mother. And I am not fit to be one!” Kira yells out, her voice ricocheting off the marble tiles. She wanted to scare me off with her outburst, but instead, it cemented my belief that she was exactly who I wanted.
She cares, but she doesn’t want to. She has a heart, but she tries to rip out any roots of it when they start to take into her. She is so much more than what she allows the world to see. She is so convinced she doesn’t even notice how much she has already done for Victoria. And I don’t mean the physical gifts she bought her or the fancy bed.
“Who told you that?”
“The ocean,” she answers cryptically, locking up her secrets once again.
“I heard you.”
“What?”
“I heard your screams when you were sleeping. I heard what you were yelling about.”
“Stop it! Don’t!” She shakes her head, trying to step away from me.
“Talk to me.”
“No.” The temperature in this shower rises, and it’s not from the hot water.
