Deluged - The Teenage Love ✔️

Chapter 36

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~Brenda~

It had been a long time that I've been sitting along this windowsill. I wish Damien would have been by side this time and we could see our cute little grand children raising themselves up together.

I wish we could have left the business aside and took care of our only daughter, but I don't know why we did this to her. The meetings the business, was that more important than my daughter?

I felt a tear trailing down my wrinkled lids. Yesterday it had been so hard on me. It's already difficult to adjust to the surrounding here without my husband and here Ivaan has met with an accident. I was really worried when Nova had been missing and Ivaan left the house in a hurry but who knew that things will turn worse.

I had received a call from Nova last night. She just told me that Ivaan has met with an accident but she seemed patient. She has grown up to be strong. I know she could deal with anything in life that to without depending on anybody. I just wish I could have taught her these things.

She tried to talk to me like a daughter yesterday. I knew why. Because she was afraid for Ivaan. She didn't know whom to turn to and when Claire took me to the hospital. She cried in my lap for some minutes and then after wiping off her tears, she settled herself straight in front of the ward.

Those few minutes of crying boosted the hope of my daughter, atleast that made her feel that she wasn't alone.

I wanted to tell her that things will be fine but I knew she didn't want any sympathy from me. She was strong enough to deal things on her own.

I had returned back to take care of my grandchildren who were unaware if anything as such had happened. Claire had made sure that they had slept well. Must say that she's a wonderful person.

I looked towards the sunlight that was entering through the window panes. The rays hit me at my face and I could see myself healing.

Healing from the traumas that I've managed to live by the past week. I had never thought that I'll lose Damien. He had been by my side since I was 12 and he just left me alone in this world when I am 62. I cannot completely blame him for the fact that we left our daughter alone.

It was my fault too. I could've pleaded more. I could've stood up for myself but I didn't care. Just because I didn't want to leave his side, I left my daughter.

She hates me now but still I just wish I could come on some even terms with her.

My eyes looked for Ryan and Sophia who were independent. Who were not depended on their mother for anything. Ryan was standing on the stool to reach the kitchen shelf for boiling some milk for her sister, while Sophia was trying to hold a pencil to learn how to write.

Nova has raised them well. Atleast they aren't depended on someone to do things for them. Maybe they learnt it from her.

It was us, her parents that had left her alone to manage all things on her own and maybe that's what she wants to teach her children.

I remember crying the whole night when Ivaan told me about Nova's health. Maybe Ryan and Sophia have already prepared themselves for anything that will happen. But Ivaan, I have seen the pain in his eyes. The doctors haven't given any good news yet and Nova knows that she won't be here for long.

I don't know what to do to make her realise that there's a mother who really loves her, but I know she won't be believing it. She has never got the motherly love and I miss the moments that I wanted with my daughter.

I wish I could have seen her growing up, packing her lunch box, asking about her friends, settling her cute little tie. I don't even know what colour she likes.

I've been a bad mother to her. I wish I could do something for her before she goes for the surgery. I just want atleast some moments with her so that she doesn't hate me before something happens.

I don't even want to imagine her gone, but as the doctors said, there's no hope.

Ivaan and Nova must be returning in an hour. She had told Claire to prepare soup for Ivaan. I have thanked God a thousand times since the time he was in the hospital.

Thank god there wasn't anything critical about the situation. Ivaan just had bruises and glass pieces stuck inside his skin and a temporary plastered hand just for the support because his hand had been in a bad position during the time of the accident.

The amount of blood that he had lost from the wounds were terrible and made us sick when we saw that. But nothing terrible had happened as such.

Nova had been brave all the time. I don't know where she learned all this but I am glad that she knows how to deal into and out of a situation.

I see Claire going to the kitchen to prepare the soup but I don't want her to prepare one. She's my daughter and I know how to take care of her, so I moved my tired legs to stand up the rocking chair.

Ryan held my hand to help me stand. He is a sweet heart. I am thankful to see my grandchildren's face before dying and all the care that Ryan does for me. I know that I don't deserve it.

I haven't treated her mother well and still he never fails to earn a praise from me.

I started moving to the kitchen and told Claire to do the cleaning. She didn't agree at first but I assured her that my legs were fine and I really wish to do some work.

I chopped the vegetables and added some spices before giving them a boil. It needs to be healthy and I knew the spices would taste good.

The doorbell rang and Claire ran towards the door. As soon as she opened the door I could see Ivan's plastered figure and my gentle Nova standing beside him.

Her eyes met mine but she quickly removed her gaze. I know she didn't want to see me or to gain any sympathy or care from my side. But my heart ached with the way she behaved with me.

Claire served the soup and as my instructions I had told her not to disclose as to who had prepared the soup for them.

Nova tasted it before Ivaan, to make sure it wasn't too warm for him and I could see her eyes lit up as soon as she felt the warm soup against her tongue.

"This soup is incredible Claire. I will make sure to steal this recipe from you.", my daughter chuckled while Claire gave me a side look and smiled.

I smiled in return. I was glad that I was atleast able to do something for them.

The kids had already been running inside the whole house and then they went to their room. Ryan had to complete his pending work while Sophia wanted to play with her growling dinosaur.

"I wish they live happy forever. I don't want anything bad for this happy family", I whispered to myself.

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