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dreaming of Ravi and could hear him looking at her, pained and soulful eyes, whispering, “I love you. I love you.” Over and over, until she’d wake up. It felt so real.
Sasha needed to talk with him and see if that connection was there, even with the tragedy and distance. So, thankfully, three days passed by quickly. But he didn’t call. Finally, on day four, he did.
When her phone rang she was relieved that she was at home for the day so she could have privacy and enjoy a glass of red wine, too. It had been hard earned.
“Ravi, hi.” She tried to sound casual, but she was eager.
“Hello, you sound well.”
“I am. It’s been really busy. But you, how are you?”
“Busy, as well. It’s nice to have everything…over.”
“Do you feel at peace?” She sensed how reserved his voice was and how calculated his words were, like he was fearful of saying or doing something that he’d want to take back. He must have been so stressed and she wished she could just give him a hug and a massage.
“Hardly, I feel crumbled, and my father has certainly added to that.”
“What do you mean?”
“That I wasn’t here. That I let down my mother and the family.”
Sasha felt an instant rush of rage enter into her veins. “Certainly you can’t believe that is true. He’s just sad and scared, lashing out.”
“I should have been here.”
Sasha’s heart plummeted. He’d bought into what his father had said. “Do you really believe that?”
“I do.”
She didn’t know what to say, exactly, because that statement had just been the nail on the coffin of their relationship. She sensed it. He confirmed it. So much for love, the vault was sealed and shut.
“I’m not sure when I’ll be able to get back to the States, Sasha. I have a great deal to do now, and to make up for.”
“That’s okay, I understand.” She did not feel what she said, but she wasn’t going to be an added source of misery for Ravi. He was a grown man and had to navigate those things himself, take a stand for what he really believed in. If it was their relationship, he’d have to show it now. There was nothing she could do.
From there, the conversation was forced and had none of the electric energy that their previous conversations with each other had entailed. Even the initial ones where they were battling against each other, trying to outsmart and outwit.
When they said goodbye, Sasha sensed that it was forever, which was really tough to handle. Forcing herself to let go of something she’d actually been so willing to accept didn’t come easy. She kept thinking, maybe I’m wrong .
However, the next weeks proved her right. Courteous texts that had nice words, but no passion or spark.
***
Sasha stared down at the stick and shook her head. “No, no, no,” she kept repeating, each “no” growing louder. It couldn’t be true. Then she glanced to the other stick on her bathroom counter, which also showed a “+” sign. It was true.
She charged over to her bedroom and flopped on her bed, staring up at the ceiling and feeling numb from head to toe. Her hair was over her eyes and her hands fidgeted, going from her sides to her stomach and then back to her sides.
What was she going to do? A baby; her life was hardly cut out for motherhood, much less single motherhood. And Ravi…was it worth telling him or would that open up a can of worms that she wasn’t ready to deal with, either? She realized she was biting her lip as she contemplated it all and it had actually started to bleed.
“Get a grip,” she said, charging back into the bathroom. She looked at the pregnancy tests again, hoping they’d gone negative, but instead, the bright pink “+” sign had grown even brighter—like she was super pregnant or something. She tossed the sticks in the garbage and walked out to her living room.
Getting on her treadmill in the corner she began to walk, hoping she could think things through with a bit of exercise. So many
Sasha needed to talk with him and see if that connection was there, even with the tragedy and distance. So, thankfully, three days passed by quickly. But he didn’t call. Finally, on day four, he did.
When her phone rang she was relieved that she was at home for the day so she could have privacy and enjoy a glass of red wine, too. It had been hard earned.
“Ravi, hi.” She tried to sound casual, but she was eager.
“Hello, you sound well.”
“I am. It’s been really busy. But you, how are you?”
“Busy, as well. It’s nice to have everything…over.”
“Do you feel at peace?” She sensed how reserved his voice was and how calculated his words were, like he was fearful of saying or doing something that he’d want to take back. He must have been so stressed and she wished she could just give him a hug and a massage.
“Hardly, I feel crumbled, and my father has certainly added to that.”
“What do you mean?”
“That I wasn’t here. That I let down my mother and the family.”
Sasha felt an instant rush of rage enter into her veins. “Certainly you can’t believe that is true. He’s just sad and scared, lashing out.”
“I should have been here.”
Sasha’s heart plummeted. He’d bought into what his father had said. “Do you really believe that?”
“I do.”
She didn’t know what to say, exactly, because that statement had just been the nail on the coffin of their relationship. She sensed it. He confirmed it. So much for love, the vault was sealed and shut.
“I’m not sure when I’ll be able to get back to the States, Sasha. I have a great deal to do now, and to make up for.”
“That’s okay, I understand.” She did not feel what she said, but she wasn’t going to be an added source of misery for Ravi. He was a grown man and had to navigate those things himself, take a stand for what he really believed in. If it was their relationship, he’d have to show it now. There was nothing she could do.
From there, the conversation was forced and had none of the electric energy that their previous conversations with each other had entailed. Even the initial ones where they were battling against each other, trying to outsmart and outwit.
When they said goodbye, Sasha sensed that it was forever, which was really tough to handle. Forcing herself to let go of something she’d actually been so willing to accept didn’t come easy. She kept thinking, maybe I’m wrong .
However, the next weeks proved her right. Courteous texts that had nice words, but no passion or spark.
***
Sasha stared down at the stick and shook her head. “No, no, no,” she kept repeating, each “no” growing louder. It couldn’t be true. Then she glanced to the other stick on her bathroom counter, which also showed a “+” sign. It was true.
She charged over to her bedroom and flopped on her bed, staring up at the ceiling and feeling numb from head to toe. Her hair was over her eyes and her hands fidgeted, going from her sides to her stomach and then back to her sides.
What was she going to do? A baby; her life was hardly cut out for motherhood, much less single motherhood. And Ravi…was it worth telling him or would that open up a can of worms that she wasn’t ready to deal with, either? She realized she was biting her lip as she contemplated it all and it had actually started to bleed.
“Get a grip,” she said, charging back into the bathroom. She looked at the pregnancy tests again, hoping they’d gone negative, but instead, the bright pink “+” sign had grown even brighter—like she was super pregnant or something. She tossed the sticks in the garbage and walked out to her living room.
Getting on her treadmill in the corner she began to walk, hoping she could think things through with a bit of exercise. So many
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