An old story
745 Words
Third Pov
"Wait... so Liam and Ana Maria... your grandparents I mean... they happened to be in the same place, at the same time? Why have I a bad feeling about this?" - Isabella bit her lower lip, in worry.
"Yes, they were at the same hotel, on the same night. And it was not a coincidence at all, even though my grandmother had no clue at all. Liam.... my grandfather also.... well he wasn't aware of many things either, but ...." - suddenly Ana Maria stopped talking, taking a deep breath in distress.
"But what? What happened next?" - Isabella pushed her friend to continue the story
"But... Liam knew what he was doing. He was blinded by rage, and was seeking revenge."
"Oh God..." - Isabella felt her heart drop, feeling a terrible sadness. She looked up to the portrait of the young woman in the painting above her, not being sure if she really wanted to learn about her fate. "But she looks so beautiful, so innocent.... how could someone have had the heart to hurt her?"
"She was indeed innocent." - Ana Maria was whipping her tears from her face
"You are crying!" - Isabelle gasped "Please, don't cry... Maybe, I should not have pushed you to tell me this story. This is your family, after all! I am sorry, Ana"
"No, no, no... It's not you... since the day, I found out what truly happened, I have not to stop thinking about it... about her. I need to talk with someone, I feel like, at least my grandmother deserves that people tell her story."
"The fight with you grandpa' ... That's why you weren't answering back his calls?" - Isabella frowned her eyebrows, looking at her friend with pity and worry
"Yes, and no... But mostly yes... The grandpa' I know.... he is the best man in the world to me, my childhood hero, you know? He was so caring, so patient with me... "
"Yeah, I know... I always envy you for it, he spoils you so much" - Isabella forced a smile, patting Ana Maria's back
"Yes... He treats me like a princess, mostly because I have her name, her features and I am the only girl in the family... but... He was a monster to her... "
"What do you mean? Did he hurt her that much?" - Isabella was now the one struggling to keep back tears
"He made her life a living hell, punishing her for a crime she had not committed" - Ana Maria sobbed harder
"Oh..." - Isabella felt lost for word. Looking up again to the painting, she felt so sad for the beautiful woman, who had so much pain in her eyes.
"We can stop now, Ana Maria... You don't have to recall back to the past since it hurts you so much. It's okay"
"No, no... If you want to listen, I will finish the story. I need to" - Ana Maria whipped her tears again, taking a deep breath
"I ... I want to" - Isabella replied with hesitation, feeling too curious, to shut down the confession. "What happened next?"
"As I said... Liam made Ana Maria's life a living hell, but as she was suffering tremendously in his hands... he fell in love with her. Even though it took him a damn long time to admit it. "
"Oh... an angel in hell... That should not have happened"
"No, it shouldn't! Because angels can not live in hell! That's why he lost her, heaven wanted her back. Literally!" - shaking her head, Ana Maria whipped some new fresh tears, from her face
"What do you mean literally?" - Isabelle asked confused
"Do you believe in God, Isabelle? "
"Hmm... Yes, I think so... Sometimes, I have my doubts... My mother used to take me to church every Sunday, but I have never been the religious type. I don't know if I believe... What this has to do with the story?"
"My grandmother, Ana Maria... she was a firm believer in God. Her faith was kept her standing. And in the end, she got divine justice I guess. That's why the people in this town are still mourning her. They fear the consequences of their own deeds"
"How?" - Isabelle gasped "Please tell me. all that happened"
"Well, that night at the hotel...That's when she fell in the hands of Liam, and he never wanted to let her go"
- Writer
