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“Is Diaval already here?” This was the first thing Mallory asked Leila the moment she entered the latter’s home.
Leila laughed. “Hello to you too. Honestly Mal, you get a boyfriend and suddenly it’s like I’m chopped liver.”
“Blame Aurora. Diaval didn’t even get to put his bag down when Aurora dragged him to her room. She’s made a mini-metropolis with the lego he bought her, see. Aurora wanted to call Diaval as soon as she was done with it, but I told her she’d have to wait until today.”
Leila took Mallory’s coat from her and ushered her into the hallway. “Go save your beau from my hyperactive daughter! Don’t take your shoes off, though, or you might just discover how much of a bane lego really is.”
Smiling, Mallory went upstairs to Aurora’s room. Laughter and squeals reached her ears upon reaching the second floor landing. Making sure she didn’t make any noise, she opened the ajar door wider and leaned against the doorway, observing the scene in front of her.
Diaval was currently seated on the floor and Aurora was standing on her bed, blanket draped over her shoulders like a cape. They were clutching tiny lego figures, poised in the air for a fight.
“You are no match for me, raven!”
“We’ll see about that, princess!”
Mallory watched as they make sound effects and mock dialogues for their battling characters. Aurora kept bouncing on her bed, obviously thrilled with the game.
Even before, Aurora has always been too hyper a girl for both Mallory and Leila to handle. When Aurora was left mostly in her care, Mallory tried to be as indulging of the child’s whims as possible. She tried to keep up, to match the child’s zeal and curiosity, but there has always been hesitation on her part. She’d been afraid she was going to fail with Aurora, somehow. Seeing the kid now, Mallory knew she hadn’t tried hard enough.
In just a few months, Aurora has grown quite fond of Diaval, always pestering Mallory with “where’s Uncle Diaval?” Mallory was surprised when Aurora shifted from calling him ‘wedding man’ to ‘uncle’, and she supposed that that was when it started.
Ever since that day, a newfound fear has threatened to overtake her, a fear that became even more pronounced at this moment, in this room occupied by a little girl, a jovial man, and a woman who loved them both.
Love.
She was in love with him.
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“Let me get this straight- you broke up with him?”
Mallory, looking small and vulnerable on Leila’s couch, simply nodded.
“I- wh- why? Just a few days ago you two seemed alright! What happened?” Leila set down two coffee cups on the table, brows furrowed in distress.
Mallory reached for her mug, fingers curled tightly around the handle. “I just couldn’t do it anymore”
“What sort of reason is that?”
“It’s just- too much. It was too much, too soon.”
Sighing, Leila asked, “Is that what you told Diaval?”
Distraught, Mallory began blinking furiously, probably to fend off oncoming tears. “I- he didn’t ask for an explanation. He just left.”
“I swear I’m going to kill Stefan if I ever see him again.”
Mallory looked up, thrown off by Leila’s non sequitur.
“This is Stefan’s fault, isn’t it? The bastard ruined you enough for you to turn your back on someone who cares for you as much as Diaval does.” Leila explained, seeing Mallory’s befuddled expression.
“How could he possibly care for me if he could leave, just like that? No words, no protests, nothing! I told him I didn’t want to be with him anymore and he just leaves. How is that caring?” Tears finally roll down Mallory’s cheeks, and Leila had to pry the mug away from her friend’s hands because she was wracked with sobs.
Trying to sooth Mallory with a hug, Leila mumbled, “You two are making this more complicated than it needs to be!”
“Look”, Leila said when the other woman had calmed down enough, “you’re in love with Diaval, aren’t you?”
Wiping the last traces of tears away, Mallory nodded.
“Then why would you break up with him? You say you love him yet here you are. How is that caring?” The blonde echoed Mallory’s words from earlier, trying to highlight the hypocrisy.
“Let me tell you something about scars”, Leila began. “They’re ugly, undoubtedly, and they mar you. They make you imperfect. But they also signify that whatever it is that caused them has already passed. The original wound is gone. It’s healed, technically speaking. And scars, well they only affect you if you keep on looking at them. And Stefan? Stefan is nothing more than an ugly scar on your life. But he’s long gone, and it’s high time you stop focusing on the scar he left. It’s not supposed to be your defining feature. Ignore it. Learn from it, yes, but leave the scar alone.”
“I just don’t want it to happen again.”
“And it won’t”, Leila said adamantly. “Not with Diaval.”
Skeptical yet hopeful, Mallory asked, “How can you be so sure?”
“Because he adores you like the world’s seventh wonder, for crying out loud! Diaval is not Stefan, in more ways than one, but the biggest difference between them is that Diaval adores you. Stefan never did. Stefan was never proud of you; he never doted on you; he never treated you like you were the only one that ever mattered. Diaval did. He still would, I think, if you just give him the chance.”
“But he left.” Mallory’s voice wavered with doubt.
Exasperation creeping in, Leila exclaimed, “He’s not perfect, Mal. You hurt him, and he probably didn’t know how to handle it. And he only did what you wanted him to do in the first place. He’s always respected your wishes, hasn’t he?”
Seeing that Mallory has finally run out of arguments, Leila concluded, “The poor man is hopelessly in love with you, Mal. Give him a break and put him out of his misery.”
“Now?”
“The sooner, the better- for the two of you and for my sanity!”
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Mallory stood for a full two minutes on Diaval’s doorstep, deciding whether to knock. What if he isn’t home? What if he’s busy and I’m disturbing him? Thoughts raced through her frantic mind.
Her decision was made, however, when Diaval opened the door before she could even knock. Diaval took a step back, and he stared at her with a mixture of surprise and yearning.
“How long have you been standing there?”
“About two minutes, I think.”
Diaval ran a hand through his disheveled hair. He looks like a mess, Mallory thought. “Were you ever going to knock?”
“Yes, I just…” Mallory trailed off, unsure of what to say. How was she going to explain everything?
“Mallory”, Diaval sighed, cutting to the chase. “If this is just more drivel about how we’re better off this way, I suggest you leave. Now, if this is actually you admitting you were wrong to break up with me, by all means stay.”
Suddenly Diaval found himself almost being knocked over by the force of Mallory’s embrace. Steadying them, he wrapped his arms around her waist in return.
“I’m sorry”, Mallory whispered repeatedly against his neck.
“Don’t you ever do that again, you hear me? Because next time I’m not letting you off the hook easy.” Diaval pulled away to look directly at her face, frustrated and relieved at the same time.
“Well, don’t ever leave just like that again!” Mallory retorted.
Touching his forehead with hers, he whispered, “Never, I promise.”
Their lips meet, slowly at first, until urgency and longing take over them. Diaval lifted Mallory, allowing her to lock her legs around him, and he carried her inside, closing the door behind them. For the first time, there is no hesitation, no fear or worry- he kissed her as if he’d never get another chance, and she kissed him as if the taste of his lips was the elixir of life, her manna for years to come.
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