Chapter 515: Unravelling
Seb sat outside the operation theatre, with his eyes tightly shut. Even those who were merely passing him by in the corridor could see the malice emerging from him. He was not just worried about the person inside the room. He was on the edge. His palpable aura of seething anger, barely contained beneath the surface worrying anyone.
When Erasmi had burnt Lara and her lover alive, he’d understood the reasoning behind it, supported it even, but he had not understood the desire. He admitted he had wondered more than once what kind of hatred Erasmi held to be able to do something so cruel. However, sitting here, waiting for news about his wife and children, he acknowledged the desire that burnt within him. To kill. And to kill in the way that would torture those two women!
He felt a firm hand on his shoulder and without even opening his eyes, he knew who it was. Demetri. He shuddered. He’d done everything to protect Olivia. He’d tempered with the car, before they came out to prevent them from escaping. And yet, Emma had fired the gun at Olivia.
"She’s going to be fine, Seb. They both are.The bullet barely grazed her arm."
Seb shuddered. "But what if you hadn’t jumped her and flicked the gun away at the last moment? She would have... I feel like such a failure... Am I even... what is the point of forcing her to marry me if I was going to cause all this? It would have been better if she had gone away or even not married me! Its all because of me Demon."
"Shut up, Seb. Do you really think that? Did you lose your brain cells in that fight with Davis?"
Seb shook his head and kept his eyes closed. He knew Demon would not agree with him, but he’d already accepted the fact. He’d been reckless. In his desire to make sure Olivia stayed by him, he missed some obvious hints about Emma. What if someone else from his past came to haunt them in the future? What will he do then? No, as soon as she was well, he would make preparations for them to separate. He could not live in the bubble anymore and convince himself that everything would be alright.
They’d probably work out something for him to spend time with the children. Maybe visitation over the holidays and weekends.
"You really need to stop thinking, Seb." Demetri spoke sharply, jolting him out of his reverie as he looked up in shock. Had he been talking? But then, as he felt the water on his face, he realized he was crying....
"Demon, I...."
Before he could say more, a weary looking doctor stepped out, Seb’s heart leaped into his throat as he rushed forward to meet him, his hands trembling with fear.