"Karma has truly been a boomerang in every sense.

I never realised what I gave you.

Untill I got it back in the end."

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He sits there , surrounded in chaos.
His own breath the only thing , audible to his ears.

With eyes fixed at the letter on the floor ,he was feeling numb to all humanly emotions.

"Why Soph...why..."

A broken cry leaves his lips as he holds his hair in his hands, running them down to look up at the ceiling.

The tears that trail down, don't stop. Instead they re route to come down to wet his ears.l now.

He breathes heavily, still not able to believe it.

Trying to calm himself, considering the possibilities.

Knowing already that the solution was only one.

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To see the truth with his own eyes.

To unveil the secrets his wife has been trying to hide.

To look at her like he has never seen before.

To trace her scars below.

With new set of determination in his eyes, he looks up at the clock and exits the room.

It was finally time to unveil the truth.
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She walks in late at night, tired of the thoughts and turmoils.

The visit to Delia ,was not as expected. Instead she reached there to only get to know that she never lived there.

Another loops, that land her back to the beginning.

Not even a step closer to the truth.

She was halfway up the stairs,when a voice calls from behind.

Surprising her.

"Where were you?"

The darkness of the interiors and night, making it difficult for her to identify his presence behind.
Turning around,she comes face to face with her husband.

The look on his face, calm and emotionless like always.

"Sh**! You scared me Ethan. What are you doing alone, sitting with the lights off?"

Her question surprises him, but his answer surprised her even more.

"I was waiting for you."

She just stares. Waiting? For her. What was he trying to do.

"Why?"

She asks with a raised eyebrow, to only have him move closer to her.
His eyes gardening, not liking her question.

"Why what? Can't I wait for my wife to return home safely."

Her mouth opens and closes in surprise. And she flutters her eyes, trying to step back from him.

"You...you can...of course you can but it's-"

She forgets what she was going to say when suddenly he grips her wrist and pulls her to him.

A gasp leaves her lips as her front hits his chest and he wraps his arm around her waist.

"Careful"

He whispers,as she stared at his brown orbs. Gulping ,she looks back to see she was at the edge of a step and would have fallen back if he hadn't held her.

Merely nodding,she lowers her eyes to only see his knuckles all bloody.

Worry covers her features as she looks up at him.

"Ethan. What happened to your hand?"

He follows her stare to look at his hand, to only shrug with indifference.

"It's nothing."

But she could see it was not just nothing. They were all bloody ,like he has punched something or rather someone continuously.

Majority blood has been dried and formed a scalp ,while new blood was still escaping the cracks.

Seeping through.

"It's all bloody Ethan. How can you be like this?"

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"I deserved this."

He says staring at her green orbs and she narrows her eyes in confusion. Not able to understand him.

Sighing,she just pulls him along to the bedroom, making him sit.

His eyes follow her every movement,as she talks to herself while getting the first aid for him.
Calling him somethings on the line of irresponsible and childish.

"Show me your hand."

She orders with hands placed on her waist. To only have him stare at her, while clenching his fist and refusing to offer it.

"Ethan"

She tries to say sternly to only have him lower his eyes.

"No need. It's not that bad."

"I didn't ask you Ethan. I said show me your hand."

He can't help remember, the day when he had a fight with Elijah in the school days because of Sophie. How Vivian tended to his injuries... despite the fact that he punched her by mistake that day.

She was still the same.

No matter what all horrendous things happened to her, she kept her goodness alive.
She didn't let the darkness around her to engulf her.

Instead she ignited her own light.

And this alone is the very quality of a strong person.

She was way more stronger than she knew, she was a warrior , not a savior.

A fighter, not a survivor.

Grabbing his hand, she held his bloody hand in her soft fingers.
Using cotton to clean it first.

He didn't flinch,when she applied the anticeptic next.

Still staring at her, lost in thoughts of reverence.

"Does it hurt?"

She asks, looking up and he doesn't reply for a minute. Ignoring his weird self,she starts wrapping it in a bandage when he surprisingly answers.

"It does....but "

"Nothing compared to what I gave you."

Her hand stills and the bandage drops from her hands. Closing her eyes, she tries to calm herself.

Few minutes of silence pass with neither of them saying anything.

To only have her to get up to leave.

"You didn't answer my previously question Vivian."

"Where did you go?"

She looks at him with a questioning look. Trying to act cool and natural.

"To the shoot Ethan. Didn't I inform you?"

He just stares, getting up from the bed.
And she found this as an opportunity to leave.

She has just turned her back on him ,when he speaks again.

"Stop running from me Vivian."

Her footsteps stop and she clenches her fists.

Closing her eyes again, trying to calm her breathing.

While he moves closer assessing her silence, his nose inhaling her scent breath hitting her neck.

"And please stop lying to me atleast now Vivian."

She turns around, putting on her best fascade of yet another lie.

"What are you saying Ethan? Are you drunk?"

And that's when his lips move up in a broken smile.
And he lightly chuckles at himself.

"Indeed I have been......."

Moving closer to her, he palms her face in his hands. Making her eyes to widen.

His brown eyes looking broken an vulnerable, making a heaviness to settle in her insides.

"Untill now."

She has never been so confused before. What was he trying to say?
This was no way like the Ethan she has known in the last 4 months.

He took care of her, yes. Even though they didn't see each other much, he used to text her everyday.
Asking her if she was feeling anxious, if she has eaten her food...if she needed his help.

She even remembers him coming to her room, late at night to check if she was sleeping peacefully.

But all this time, he didn't dared to touch her.

He didnt showed his love.

Care yes but love. Never?

"I have hurted you alot.... haven't I?"

He says running his thumb on her cheeks, looking at her in vulnerability.

"Haven't I Vivian?"

She lowers her eyes, not able to  look into his broken brown orbs.

"You don't know what you are saying Ethan. Come I will-"

He doesn't stop, pulling up her face he makes her again look up.

"Please...just let me speak...I need to."
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" A bastard like me never deserved you Vivian....why...what... what did you even love in me?"

He was drunk.

She was sure of this now or Ethan Lockwood would have never said her the things he just did.

Pushing him back , she turns around to leave.

Pain flashes in his eyes,when she broke free from his grip.But she doesn't let it melt her heart from within.

"Vivian! Stop! Vivian please!"

He pleaded, begging her to only make her fasten her footsteps.

"Shut it Ethan."

She says frustrated to only have him reach the door first and slam it shut.

"I can't.....I can't let you go Vivian....not again please...."

She folds her arms, looking at him in disbelief.

"I left you?"

Her voice rising with the storm inside her.

"It was you dammit! It was you who threw me out of your life! It was you who threw me into that hell for something I didn't even do....it was you Ethan...it was always YOU!!"

She pushed him on the door behind in anger, with tears streaming down her eyes.

"You left me when I needed you the most! You didn't even came to the hospital to check if I was alive or not dammit!"

Her fists,were hitting his chest. Trying to hurt him when they could do nothing except a vent to let out her anger.

"My Soph! My Soph! My Soph!"

"Your fuc**** Soph has been the only thing you cared about! It was always Soph Ethan...it was always her....who was Vivian?"

"Just a beautiful girl to use and throw! Just a playtoy with whose emotions you could play."

He holds her wrists that were hitting his chest, turning around to pin her on the door behind to stop her thrashing.

"No Vivian... please no....I never intended to... please don't say that...."

She nods, staring into his eyes. Her hands held above her head to stop her from hitting him

"Yet you did. Didn't you?"

He lowers his eyes, accepting the claim.

"Yes I did. I did and I am sorry for it Vivian! I am so sorry dammit! I....I .. didn't knew what I was thinking...."

"I was confused....I..I..."

"Please forgive me Vivian.... please....I know I don't deserve it but please.....

He lowers his head in the crook of her neck, his grip on her wrist loosing to have his arms fall down at his sides.

"I beg Vivian...I beg... please..."

She leans her head on the wall behind , her fists clenched and resolve determined.

"Move back Ethan."

She says with coldness redefined, to only have him touch his lips on her shoulder blade.
Placing a soft feathers kiss on it.

"Please Vivian... please...."

Her controls were already at brink. No matter what, his closeness still affects her.
And his present state, making pity to flood in.

But she knew tomorrow morning he wouldn't even remember this...he will be back to his arrogant cold self.

And she can't melt.

He whispers her name while kissing her up her jawline and this time she pushes him back from her.

"I said move back dammit!!"

Instead of moving back, his body weight gets transferred on her.
And she holds his big frame in her grip.
Stopping him from falling back.

"Pl ....e..as...e"

He still whispers, with eyes closing and body limp.

"Hey ! Ethan..."

She says, patting his face,trying to get him in his senses but he was too lost.
Laying limp on top of her.

Sighing ,she adjust him on her shoulder and with great difficulty.
Leads him to the bed.

Removing his shoes and tie, she cleans the imaginary sweat on her forehead one last time.

Switching of the lights and
placing the comforter on top of him,she covers him with it.

"Stupid jerk"

She was going to turn around and leave when again a grip on her wrist, pulls her back.

Making a shriek to leave her lips as her body lands on top of him.

Her widened green eyes met his calm brown ones.
And her body freezes in shock for a second.

He was not drunk.

The way he was looking at her right now.....he was pretending earlier.

"I am sorry love. But I have to do this"

He says in his usual voice.
And that's when he turns the table and pins her below him.

"What...what ...are you doing Ethan...."

She speaks in anxiousness to only have him shut her.

"Shhh not anymore Vivian."

The moonlight floods in through the windows. Making her green eyes to shine like Emeralds.

He uses his free hand to lift the right side of her shirt to only see her eyes widen in fear.

"Ethan....no..."

"No more secrets Vivian."

And that's when he crashes his lips on her , making her senses to go numb for a second.
Before she could protest, he already slided in his fingers to trace the skin up to her abdomen.

Seeing him getting closer, her eyes widen. But she couldn't do anything more now.

It seems he already knew about it.

His finger reaches the stich mark to stop and she closes her eyes, making a tear to slip through.
She never wanted him to know....she didn't wanted to hurt him telling about their lost child.

She didn't wanted to break him.

She was selfless.

But it has all come to an end.

The next time him fingers move, they are gentle. Tracing her scar with utmost gentleness.

His kiss, passionate and desperate.

Like he has never kissed her before. Diverging her mind from those painful memories to replace them with these new ones.

Pulling back from her, he sees her head tilted to a side.
Not willing to show him her face.

Yet that Scar, it was visible now.

The evidence of his lost child, authentic now.

And that's when he looks up at the moon through the window ,remembering Sophie last words making a tear to roll down his eyes.

Let your heart guide you to your only light..

Yet, if still the darkness of her eyes veils the truth of light.

Remember

Scars will always get visible, when all lights are off.

Bringing in the moonlight

He couldn't help dip his head lower and move his trembling lips closer to her scarred skin.

"I am....soory....my angel...I am so sorry."

He whispers and she flinched, feeling his warm teardrops falling on her skin.
Surprised she looks down to only feel his lips kiss her scar, making her own tears to leave her eyes.

"Why..."

"....why didn't you tell me?"

Was all he asked and she for once didn't knew how to answer.