Enchanted Love

Clara looked at her watch and was fisting her hand. Their laughter sound pierced through her doors. She just can’t share her loved ones with anyone. Alex knew this and was playing this dirty game now. Should she go there and spoil their moment? Should she fake her sickness and do drama? Should she call Mira to come here to pick Alex? Her thoughts went in four directions and finally, she found herself downstairs crushing the paper glass she was holding. Alex seemed to enjoy his time with Bella and Ron. The best part is they too are enjoying themselves like teenagers.

“I have installed this new app on the phone. It helps you to budget daily expenses. You just need to note it down here.” Alex helps Bella with everything he could. In the beginning, he wanted to piss off Clara but eventually, he realised that he just missed these people and was feeling so emotional to spend more time with them. Moreover he wanted to stay there more as if he was searching to see his mom in Bella’s face.

“You can use your diary as usual. Don’t trust these apps” Clara commented after a long silence from her side. No one seemed to notice her absence till now. How beautiful?

“What if her phone crashes down suddenly? What if someone stole the phone? What if it broke down? What if it fell into the water? Everything would be a waste.” Everyone looked at her as if she has grown horns. Who the hell talks about these things?

“How can she be your daughter? I mean you are very young by thoughts and fun. But look at her, always talks negatives and turns the peaceful place into hell.” Alex taunted as Clara glared at him with so much fire in her eyes.

“Just like the same way, your dad is so hot and handsome and you are not.” Her reply came in reflex as Ron widened his eyes at her words. Did her daughter praise Frank as Hot?All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

“Have you ever talked about me like this?” Ron pouted like a kid. Frank is a handsome guy for sure but his daughter should tell those for him first before complimenting any other guy.

“As you are not. To be honest, I agree with Clara. Frank is too handsome.” Bella’s comment made Ron numb. What the hell is happening in his family? Alex gaped at both the girls.

“When I met him, the situation was bad that day but still I couldn’t help but be awestruck by his charming smile. He is too” Bella stopped abruptly realising that no one needed to know what she thought about Frank’s appearance. Clara couldn’t control her laughter. Her mom was a teenager. Ron gaped at his wife. She never praised him that way ever.

“Too?” Ron asked his wife to complete her sentence.

“Too good. That’s it. What else?” She managed to turn the word but whom she is kidding? Everyone could hear the word se*y in her sentence.

“So do you agree that I am not as handsome as my dad?” Alex asked, now being adamant to prove to Clara that she is wrong.

“Of course not. She blabbers anything anytime. You know about her right?” Bella asked as she chuckled softly.

“Yeah, who else can know her better than you,” Ron added and just like that everyone forgets every bitter thing as they all shifted back to their happy days.

“Of course, he knew about me and that’s why he believed everything that he wanted to believe about me.” That’s it. Clara is always a mood breaker and she proves this day also. A hell of silence prevails as they all looked at each other.

“Ron, can you help me with this?” Bella purposefully dragged Ron inside so that this little breakthrough conversation turns intense and at least they clear out what they actually were fighting for.?

“Do you think that I will regret blaming you? Hell never. I didn’t make stories about you that day. Everything happened and I saw it with my eyes. You did what you wanted to do.” Alex replied not in anger tone but his a sad tone.

“Do you know what? Believe it until the end. Because I knew that one day or another, the truth will definitely find its way back home and trust me your regret won’t make any difference.” Clara is pissed off right now. Even after meeting each other for so many months, he didn’t seem to regret his behaviour towards her. The thought made her vulnerable as tears formed in her eyes. She wanted him to at least feel little guilty for what he had done to her. But he is very sure in his stand and doesn’t care to even see things from another way.

Alex blinked to absorb her words. Till now he thought that she was not at all guilty of her actions. But today the way she speaks is different. She is not guilty but she is sure that she is not at all wrong. Both seemed to be the same sentence but have a very intense difference. Did he miss something? Alex for the first time wanted to think about everything again with a calm mind to see if he misses out on anything.

Both are disturbed by the words of Clara’s parents from the room. They were talking slowly but the mention of Alex and Clara, they surely have the curiosity to eavesdrop on them.

“More than their messed up life, she is scared that what if we point out that it was her decision to marry him?” Bella exhaled a deep sigh. They don’t discuss about Clara often. Because it always invites stress and they can’t handle such an amount of sadness in their lives.

“I know. She has never made eye contact with us ever since everything happened. What if we talk to her and tell her that it’s okay that it has turned out this way. What if we just” Ron was interrupted by Bella.

“We tried already. She is exactly like you. If you comfort her, she will freak out. So we should let everything flow as per God’s wish. I trust God. He won’t do anything bad to our family.” Bella pats his shoulders.

Clara remained silent hearing her parents worry about her. Alex didn’t want to comment on it either. He felt guilty all of a sudden as if everything happened because of him. He couldn’t keep up the promise he made to her parents.

“We have hurt everyone around us.” Alex voiced out plainly

“We shouldn’t have met in the first place. We are not meant for each other.” Clara’s words made him sad. Whatever happened, he can never think of their marriage as a mistake. He is angry with Clara and would never forgive her for that. But the way she speaks about their marriage and good times, he just can’t accept it. He glared at her as if blaming her for the statement.

“Don’t look at me as if I have made this statement. It’s your words. And now I guess it’s right” she replied as he fell silent. He widened his eyes when he realised that it was his statement in the first place. Did she get hurt that day when he snapped those? He didn’t mean those though. But he said that and that’s what matters at all. Don’t she know that he snapped whatever that comes to his mouth whenever he is angry?

Clara turned to leave to her room with no more drama as she is fully exhausted physically and mentally.

“Ah” Alex screamed suddenly gaining her attention. But seeing him climb up into her favourite couch made her freak out.

“Idiot. Come down. I will kill you if you break that” she yelled at him while he jumped again without realising that the couch is not an expensive wooden one but simple fancy plywood which could break anytime.

“It’s there. Oh my God. He is coming near us.” He screamed again as if he has seen some ghost. But he mentioned about someone. Maybe it’s a thief. Clara stiffened her position and wanted to check first with the things she had near so that she could protect themselves from the dangerous thief.

“Don’t shout. Tell me exactly what he is carrying?” Clara whispered to him as she didn’t want to turn and see the thief.

“Oh my God,” Alex screamed loudly and jumped again, making her widen her eyes at his behaviour. Even though it’s a thief, he is not supposed to jump like a kid. He can come down and fight with him to save her and this home right?

“Are you going to come down or not?” Clara asked, controlling her anger.

“You come here.” He said as he pointed at the space beside him. But his eyes were fixed on the back side of Clara. She slowly turned to see the thief, praying hard that he wouldn’t harm them. The moment she saw him, she closed her eyes again but not in fear.