Morning arrived, as sun rose high up in the vast endless sky, but was up to this time,
on the trail the clouds that were swathing it. Weather was unveiling it's grievous form.
Conceivably, was acquainted with the turmoil and heavy tempest that Sophia and Noah was acclimatizing themselves to, at this stage of their life.
Sophia ensconcing herself on the floor of her bedroom, cried her eyes out for the entire night, turning those beautiful almonds to all puffy and red, because of intemperate tears shedding.
She was not able to commiserate with. Where it all went wrong? Buds of her liking him have actually begin to bloom just when everything turned upside down.
Will they ever have a peaceful, full of love life?
The scarcely mistake she did was not deliberate about her dilemma with Noah and taking decision and making determinations on her own, for which she is misapprehended.
But the question is, her mistake is worthy of this drastic punishment, where he is not even ready to look at her? It was burning her heart.
But as a new day arrived, her eyes turned dry and not a single tear came out from them, but her heart and soul was still crying. Pain that her soul was going through has become unbearable.
Sitting on floor, and placing her head on bed, she kept on staring vacantly at the roof.
What have occurred to? What can be done next? How to make Noah understand that everything is under control and everything can be sorted out, can be straightened? It's not a big deal and he just need to calm down?
Or, shall she leave him in his condition and let him relax on his own?
She again begin to cry and clutching her hairs she faced down, when Noah entered the
room.
As he made an entrance in the room, he found Sophia in a disordered, messy condition, crying and snivelling with eyes and nose turned shades of beetroot and messy hairs clutched tightly in between her fingers.
His heart spasmed, scrutinizing at this state and shape of Sophia and was about to walk in her direction to comfort her, when last night squabble in between them, her deeds, her concealing things from him and her way of still placing a blame in his name came running to his mind.
And when Sophia perceived his presence she turned her gaze at him and found his white shirt's buttons opened till mid way exposing his chiselled chest and his dark messy hairs covering his sheath gun metal eyes. Perusing at his order made it clear, that he might have drank for the whole night.
"Noah, where were you?"
Pushing herself up from the floor, she stood up on her feet, and marching near Noah, she held his cheeks which he immediately brushed off.
"Don't show as if you care for me, or else for one more time I might get the wrong idea."
Saying his part, Noah made his way to the attached washroom when Sophia held him from the back.
Sobbing she spoke, not letting him go.
"Don't be like this Noah, we can always solve everything. We can discuss things."
"That's where you are wrong Sophia."
Noah spoke, holding Sophia's hand and detaching her fingers that were clutching tightly around his shirt.
"You were the one who never discussed any thing. You didn't felt the need to discuss a thing."
"And did you discussed everything with me?"
Anger rose and boiled Sophia's blood, when Noah's words made it clear to her that he is not intended to make things clear.
"You never discussed our marriage. Just one day you bragged in and declared me that
I am your to be wife. You never discussed about our future and reason of not using any protection."
"Am I the only one to be blamed?"
Sophia questioned Noah.
"Oh no, how one can blame the great Sophia Witson who is always right, no matter what."
Letting his back rest on the wall, passing a sarcastic smile, Noah taunted Sophia.
His sharp words acted like a sword, slashing Sophia's heart. Closing her eyes she let the tears flow free damping her white cheeks.
"Look at you Sophia. If you really were wishing to solve this mess, you would have not mentioned our fucked up past."
"Noah, we are back to where we started, if you will go on like this we will never be ableq solve this and it might effect our future."
"It already have Sophia."
Noah's growl resonated around the room making everything around them go silent.
Walking near Sophia Noah clutched handful of her hairs and made her look at his eyes. Subsequently, spoke in a dangerously low voice.
"Do one thing, make your mind clear, try to accept me, and try to let go the past. Only then we can exist."
Leaving Sophia with a jerk Noah was about to walk off, when Sophia again spoke with a tremble in her voice.
For the last time, she tried her luck to make Noah understand the situation.
"Noah even you need to let go my mistakes or we will go on like a marry go round, never able to solve our quarrel."
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Walking in the washroom, Noah closed the door with a thump, frightening Sophia further.
As he came back to the room with water dripping down his body, he noticed Sophia still crying. But as soon as she felt his presence in the room, she roused herself up from the marble floor and walked straight in the washroom.
She didn't endeavour to elucidate things to Noah anymore. She didn't tried to make herself understand to him. She didn't made an attempt to clear the clouds that were shrouding their relationship, making it gloomy and freezing.
She was exhausted. Tired of relationship full of hatred, delusion and cries. Where all Noah know is blame and slap his wants and desires at other's face.
Is this how love is?
If it is like this, this dusky, this painful, she don't want it in her life.
It was suffocating her.
Sophia made preparations of their return to Norfolk and getting in Noah's private jet they flew back home.
Throughout the way, Noah never spoke even a single word to Sophia, even when she felt motion sickness.
Although he did helped her and took care of her needs, but never talked to her. The heavy dark aura he was carrying along with him was even felt by the flight attendants and they didn't dared to walk anywhere near him unless he asks for.
Sophia and Noah returned the mansion. And as soon as they landed, Noah made himself super indulged in work, because leaving work for this long was begging for his attention.
It has been a long, long vacation, which turned their relationship into more of hell.
His grouchy and glum mood also affected the environment in his work place. After his return, Stefan noticed how he is back to the beast he used to be.
Workaholic, short tempered as he once was. After his marriage, Sophia brought a lot of changes in him. The scold employees used to receive in even a tiny of mistake steeped drastically. But now it was like they are back to where it all started.
For a fore night or so, Noah didn't returned home.
He used to sleep in the bedroom attached to his cabin. And sleep was just in name, for
few hours. Remaining in his cabin he worked till his eyes begged rest.
On the other hand, Sophia sitting in the hall waited for his return, she even tried to contact him, but he never received her call and when she placed a call to Stefan, to know about the same, he replied that he is extremely busy and indulged in his work. When it became unbearable, Sophia cried to Stefan that he can't be this busy where he don't have even a minute to talk to her, let alone pay her a visit.
All her tries went to vain, when even after crying he didn't contacted her.
With time Sophia also stopped calling him or contacting Stefan to know about Noah's whereabouts.
One night, she was busy in carving in her work area when she felt someone's presence just behind her.
Her first instinct was to run, but when she sniffed familiar heavy cologne mixed with strong smell of alcohol, and she knew who is behind her.
Turning back, she found her husband in a dishevelled condition.
Sleeves folded show casing his strong arms, buttons undone displaying his carved
chest, black hairs covering his eyes that have turned red.
Sophia was too shocked looking at this condition of his'.
"Noah.."
"Sshh."
Before Sophia could complete herself, Noah hushed her by placing his cold fingers on
her soft rose tainted lips.
"Didn't you missed me darling?"
Noah's voice slurred and his warm breath full of alcohol hit her nose, making it clear to Sophia the level of drunk he was.
She was not ready for another blame or fight.
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