Chapter 38: Chapter 38

The house looked desolate, cold, and barren just like his life. There was a time when the house was full of life, full of memories of them laughing, making love. Now everywhere he looked, he only saw a sad Sofia who didn't need her. He knew he was hallucinating. Sofia wasn't here with him. Going straight to the bar, he picked up a bottle of whiskey and straight poured some down his throat. He needed it badly.

"Sofia," he sobbed as he slumped to the floor, his voice cracking with pain.

He stayed in that position for a few minutes, the alcohol not helping him at all. He couldn't forget the pain and neither could he move on. His phone buzzed with an incoming call from Sofia's lawyer. Davion wasn't in a position to talk to him. He knew what he would say and he had no wish to listen to him. He would never sign and give her a divorce. However, the phone kept on buzzing and at last, he accepted the call. Sofia's lawyer threatened Davion that if he didn't sign the papers and despatched them in twenty-four hours, he would proceed with the legal procedures for an uncontested divorce. Davion didn't have any reply and just heard the lawyer like a statue.

His heart was empty and he felt a vacuum inside that refused to go away. After the call was disconnected, he trudged up the stairs to his bedroom where he had loved and lost the only woman he had ever cared for. He lay on the bed on the side where Sofia always slept and inhaled her sweet smell on the bedsheet, cushions, everywhere. It seemed as if she was there with him. Tears fell incessantly from his eyes while his heart constricted with pain. He just couldn't accept the fact that he had lost Sofia forever!

A simple misunderstanding had destroyed their lives forever. There was no hope for a reconciliation. He had no hope for a better life with Sofia and his baby. They didn't need him in their lives. He was unloved, unwanted, and doomed for life. All his life he had hated the word love and now when he fell in love, his only love hated him.

More tears fell from his eyes, his heart shattered into a million pieces. He had no idea how Sofia could be so cold-hearted towards him? Didn't she love him anymore?

The room was quiet, except for the sound of his heavy breathing. He could feel the loneliness get to him. All his life, he had led a lonely life but now it seemed as if he couldn't live alone anymore. He needed his wife and child to survive. He had never wanted to have children of his own, fearing that he couldn't be a good father yet he was blessed with a baby. Ever since he had come to know of his unborn baby, his heart had swelled with love. He realized that he did want to be a dad but Sofia refused to give him that privilege as well. He didn't have the wish to live anymore.

Getting up from the bed he walked towards the terrace in a daze. He had no idea where his feet were taking him to. He only knew one thing. He couldn't live after giving Sofia a divorce. He walked to the edge of the terrace and looked down at the swimming pool below. He saw his reflection there. It felt as if some strange force was beckoning him to take the plunge and end his life. Tears fell incessantly from his eyes, blinding him. There was no one whom he could call his own. His life wasn't worth living. His death wouldn't make any difference to his wife and baby. They had people to take care of them.

He wanted nothing but to go to heaven to his dad. He was the only one who had loved him. Dazed and unhappy, he reached the point of no return. Closing his eyes, he whispered hoarsely, "I love you, Sofia. I wish you a happy life. Goodbye, my love."

He jumped off the terrace, falling and falling with his eyes closed as if in a trance. He could feel his dad weeping for him but he was happy. At least he would be able to unite with his dad, the only person who ever truly loved him. He fell into the shallow swimming pool and felt himself go down deep under, his pelvic bones hitting the bottom of the pool with such a force that the excruciating pain made him lose his consciousness immediately.

The tremendous splash alerted the security guards as well as Francis who had arrived to pick up Davion from the helipad. He was busy chatting with the guards after dropping Davion home and parking his car in the garage. "What was that noise? It sounded like a tsunami, " said Francis.

"Dunno, let's go and check," said the guard. They ran towards the swimming pool and found water splashed everywhere as if something huge had fallen in.

"How did so much water spill out of the pool? Did you feel any earthquakes?" Asked the guard.

Francis shook his head and walked towards the edge of the pool. He screamed with horror, seeing Davion's still body floating in the pool. How could it be when he knew how to swim?

"Tim, hurry, Mr. Torres has fallen into the pool," said Francis, climbing down into the pool. Tim, the security guard, immediately called the emergency number and went ahead to the pool to help Francis.

"He's no more, Tim," said a panicked and scared Francis who caught Davion's shoulders and tried to bring his head above the water.

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Disclaimer: This story does not promote suicide or attempts at suicide. The events portrayed are only for the purpose of storytelling. Please consult a therapist if you have such thoughts in your mind. Life is a precious gift from The Lord Almighty. We should always try to find a solution to our problems instead.