Chapter 34: Resolution
Marcella was sulking under the tree, moaning about her ill fate. It appeared to her that there was no one left to love her. It was a big thing for her. Love was.
After all, she grew up watching her parents who were so in love. She wanted that kind of love for her.
For her, it was impossible. It was not for lack of trying.
She was married already and the man she married only wanted her for her memory and not for who she was.
His smile, his honeyed words, and his concern for her were all mere façade to veil his ulterior motive.
But can she even blame him? She was the one who asked him to marry her. She was the one who had her heart waver seeing him. She was the one who wanted more than friendship with him then and now.
It was her fault for believing his smile. She hated herself for that.
Amidst her broken-hearted self-pity session, she heard something through the kitchen window. She got curious. Hiding behind the shutter of the window, she observed. The commotion in the living room she almost forgot, was still going on.
Paul was screaming his throat off; his face red with anger and disgust, Maggie was standing by his side provoking him, Mrs. Murphy was sobbing with her face covered, Uncle Karl tried to mediate, and her cousin was standing beside Uncle Karl clearly annoyed with everything.
With everyone on one side, Tony was standing in there, alone. She could only see his back. His jacket was hanging on his broad shoulder and his hand was in his trouser pocket.
"Have you finished?" he asked Paul, as he adjusted his cuffs.
Marcella was surprised by the indifference in Tony’s tone as he addressed his father. It might have been news to her but Tony knew he was talking to his father. She was shocked. Not only because of the tone he used (her father would have slapped her to hell if she dared to use this tone with him) but also because she had never heard Tony speak this way to anyone.