Chapter 1
Azalea' POV
I'm so exhausted today. I had many manuscripts to read. By the time I left Graham Publishing, it was already 8 in the evening. I checked my phone to see if I missed any call from Colton. But there wasn't any call or a message from him, that's strange because he would never miss messaging or calling me at least once in a day. Maybe he is busy, I will talk to him once I get home. But still I could not put away the feeling that something is wrong.
It was around 8.15 when we reached Escala. Samuel dropped me near the elevator in the underground parking. While I was waiting for the door to open, I noticed a unknown car standing next to one of Colton's car in his personal garage. Maybe its Ryan's or Reynolds's. The door the elevator opened. I got in and put the code. The door closed and the elevator started its descent to our penthouse.
I reached the penthouse but the lights weren't switched on. It's unusual since Mrs. Jones keep them on everyday. Maybe she is out. I see that Coltan isn't home. I went to my library turned office to keep my bag and laptop while I call him then I hear his phone ring somewhere in the apartment. I go in search of the sound and it leads me to his study. I go in & his mobile is on his table but he is not there. So I go in search of him in our bedroom. I near the room & stop in my track when I hear some moaning sounds coming from inside.
No,No,No, this can't be happening. Coltan would never do that to me.
Tears started rolling down from my eyes and my vision blurred. But still I held myself together and burst inside the room. What I saw made my heart stop. There he was, my husband having sex with that bitch troll Elena in our bed. I screamed 'No'.
They both towards me and froze. Coltan was shocked to see me. We stared at each other until the bitch cleared her throat and said 'I will leave you two alone.'
She grabbed a robe and left the room, giving me a sadistic, triumph smirk. I turned towards my husband who was pulling up a pant around his waist. I was still frozen in the entrance and stared at him.
'Lea -'
'Why' I whispered in a low voice. But I know he heard me.
He gave a sigh and said, ' You won't like the answer.'
'I don't care, tell me.'
'Because you were not enough. You didn't ---'
I woke up screaming and sweating. It's been two years since that awful night and still I can't forget what happened then.
My brother, Alex rushed inside my room. He switched on the lights and came to me and pulled me into a hug. I couldn't stop my tears which turned into a full blown sobbing. I held him tightly.
'Shhh Li, stop crying. Everything is going to be alright.'
I couldn't stop so I told him, 'Just hold me.'
He held me until I didn't have anymore tears left. Then I went inside to bathroom wash my face. When I came back, he was still there.
He said, 'I can't see you like this. I really wish I could take your pain away, Li. It kills me to see my sister suffering like this.'
'I'm going to be alright, Alex. Stop worrying about me. I'm just stressed, that's why I had a bad dream.'
'Don't lie to me. I know you are not fine. Its been three years and you are still suffering.'
'I’m trying but it is so hard for me to forget it.'
'Did you talk to Dr. Shepherd?'
Dr. Shepherd is my therapist whom I have been seeing every Wednesdays for past a year.
'Yes. But he said that it will take time for me to completely forget it. It's not a simply thing to erase over night. He even said that if I have to forget everything easily then I have to move on with another man. But you know I can't bring myself to fall in love or be in a relationship ever again.'
'I know, sweetheart. But I can't see you suffering like this. It's not just me, even dad, mom, Roy and Ash are worried about you.'
'I will be fine. Tell them not to worry. I'm sorry, I woke you up again.'
'I wasn't sleeping. I was still working.'
'You need to stop working now and go to bed. You look so tired.'
'I will. But tell me, are you okay?'
'Yeah I'm okay.'
'Okay then you go back to sleep. I will go to bed.'
I nod my head. He came & he kissed me on the forehead.
'Goodnight Li.'
'Goodnight Alex.'
He turned and left the room. I laid back on the bed staring at the ceiling. I was in a penthouse apartment which I shared with my twin brother, Alexander Lockhart. A brother I never knew I had until 2 years ago. I thought I was an only child and my real father was dead all my life but I was wrong. My life changed since the day I moved to New York.
