Free Forgotten Love (Derrien Island Trilogy) by Simmone Thorpe Page B

beside the window.
    “You know , Marcus I really am happy for you! I really am!” she said as a hard edge crept into her voice despite her efforts to suppress it.
    “Well you have a strange way of showing it!” he retorted. “Why did you just walk away from me?”
    “It’s just that once again our achievements seem so one-sided! I am glad that the world will see what a great author you are, after all you have written me some really wonderful poetry over the years but, I just can’t help feeling stuck!”
    “Are you saying that’s my fault?”
    “No, well yes, in a way ! I don’t know what I am saying Marcus! I just don’t like feeling this way. ”
    “ I can’t believe that you are blaming me again for how things turned out. I thought we put all of that behind us! I was not alone in my actions that night we made love for the first time and I have never regretted one moment of our time together. I know that your getting pregnant was not the plan but...”
    “That’s an understatement ,” said Natasha interrupting what she knew would be another attempt to placate her and emphasize that they both made the decision to have sex that night in her apartment. This conversation always began the same and ended the same every time.
    “No Marcus, you put it behind you! I’m still stuck at the same place I was six years ago.”
    “But Natasha, surely you don’t expect that everything in your life would have turned out exactly as you planned it? Things change and we all have to adjust to suit,” said Marcus hoping that they weren’t on the verge of rehashing the past again. Natasha just needed to learn that she just couldn’t have it all. Everyone had to deal with unexpected changes in life, and she was no exception.
    “No Marcus, I don’t expect that everything would have been exactly as I planned it, but I did not expect that it would be that nothing either!”
    “Not this again Natasha!” s houted Marcus standing and folding his arms impatiently. “This was supposed to be a special evening of celebration that I wanted to share with you, not some rehashing of how you never get what you want in life! You need to get over the past and get over yourself!”
    A s soon as the words came out of his mouth he instantly regretted them when he saw the look of hurt in his wife’s eyes, but what came next was chilling. It was as though somehow the light went out of her eyes and she slipped away inside of herself.
    “Natasha, look I’m sorry I did not mean it like that!”
    But it was too late; Natasha wordlessly walked past him and out of the front door and slammed it behind her rattling the pane of decorative frosted glass that it framed till he thought that it would shatter.
    Marcus was left standing alone in the middle of their living room, biting on his lower lip while exhaling with frustration. He knew that he should go after her, but what really could he say to her that could make the situation any better! Now the entire evening was ruined!
    Outside Natasha walked across the expansive grounds of the property as she retreated to what used to be her favourite spot in the garden, the mahogany tree! She could always somehow find that connection she and Marcus once shared by just sitting beneath its wide leafy canopy and reminiscing on the wonderful moments they shared there over the years. But somehow today, as she sat beneath it, she felt no comfort, felt no love or understanding. It was as though she had somehow gone numb inside.
    Not even the spectacular view held any appeal for her now. Marcus had finally shown his true feelings on the matter. It was as though she was some kind of petulant child who was constantly whining and complaining just because she could not get what she wanted. He made it seem as though her dreams were as frivolous as a new dress or a pair of earrings. How had she not seen what a monster he could be before? What was she supposed to do for the rest of her life, pay penance for making the