Fragile Paradise. Liliia Urazgulova

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      – Open it.

      The daughter raised her head and looked into her mother’s eyes, as if she wanted to see the answer that in this book, Vanessa looked distant and lost in her thoughts. When Inessa began to slowly open the cover of the book, a chill ran down her mother’s back, as if she was reliving her emotions of those years. At that moment, a knock on the door distracted them. Louis was outside the door.

      “Come in,” Vanessa did not want to arouse suspicion and therefore decided that Louis, seeing the book in his daughter’s hands, would think that they were talking about art and would not interfere. She whispered to Inessa not to open the book when her father came in. The daughter nodded and at that moment the door opened and the father came in.

      – Did you interfere? – he asked kindly.

      “We are talking about the fashion of past years, no, it didn’t interfere,” the wife answered with a smile.

      – Fashion is interesting, but I think I’ll take my leave. What kind of work do you have in your hands, Inessa?

      Vanessa reacted instantly and replied:

      – It’s about court style, corsets and fluffy skirts, you’re unlikely to be interested in that.

      The husband answered calmly, not suspecting that they simply wanted to distract him from the book.

      – You’re right, good night girls!

      “Good dreams, father,” Inessa smiled sweetly at him.

      Louis left, and Vanessa exhaled with relief and told her daughter to take the book into the room, and there they would open it.

      A week passed since the daughters visited their parents, each daughter tried to spend more time with the parent she loved most. And Inessa decided to take advantage of the situation to her advantage. One afternoon she was sitting in her room, surfing the Internet, and, hearing her father’s steps towards the stairs, she loudly called him to her:

      – Dad!

      – What? – Louis responded to his daughter’s call in a not very pleased tone, as he was in a hurry to see the doctor about his wife’s health.

      “Well, come into the room, I need to talk to you,” Inessa, stretching in her chair, continued to call her father to her.

      – What did you want? – the father sat down in a chair and looked questioningly at his daughter. Inessa smiled mysteriously, as if she had prepared a surprise, but delayed answering.

      “And I want a motorcycle,” she finally said.

      – Sorry, what do you want, did I hear right? Motorbike? – the father was surprised at the request

      “Yes, yes, a motorcycle,” she answered, laughing.

      – Why does such a young girl need a motorcycle?

      – What do you mean why? Driving around London in my free time, and besides, when I have a house, I don’t want to take the tube.

      – To drive it you need time and a very strong desire to master the art of driving. And I haven’t promised anything about the house yet.

      Inessa’s face showed displeasure.

      “You will talk to your mother about this topic, and besides, I’m already old enough to live in my own house,” she continued to insist on this idea.

      – The topic at home has not yet been discussed, and I think that the motorcycle is your next whim, you could ask your mother for it.

      – No, dad, I can’t ask mom like that. This is quite serious, and I ask you not to tell her.

      – Okay, you take him by Christmas, I’ll arrange everything.

      – Are you serious? God, I’m so happy, thank you, dear dad,” she jumped up from the chair and hung on his neck.

      Louis was very surprised by this turn of events; this happened extremely rarely; usually all her love and tenderness went to her mother, and not to him.

      “That’s it, it’s time for me to run,” he removed his daughter’s hands from her neck.

      – You are always running somewhere…

      – Life works that way. A doctor is about to appear in our house soon.

      – Are you sick? – Inessa was upset.

      – I’ll explain it to you later. There is no time now.

      – Fine.

      Louis went downstairs and left.

      The doctors advised Louis to give Vanessa a course of sedative therapy at home and give her IVs. He thought about the proposal for a long time and finally agreed. On the day they wanted to begin her treatment, all members of the de Grasse family were at the estate. Everyone wanted to support Vanessa, because they knew that she would not accept the fact that Louis agreed to this therapy and would take it hard. Although when she was invited to her husband’s office and was introduced to the nurse who would take care of her, she reacted to this with suspicious calm.

      “Darling, sit on a chair, or lie down on the sofa, I think you’ll be more comfortable there,” Louis tried to be as gentle as possible with her, understanding her mood.

      Vanessa showed no resistance and calmly lay down on the sofa. The nurse had already prepared the system with the medicine, began to prepare Vanessa, she lay motionless, and it seemed that she was indifferent to all the fuss going on around her. She looked out the window with glassy eyes. The nurse rubbed her arm with alcohol and took the system’s needle to insert into Vanessa’s vein. Louis did not leave her one step and looked at his wife with some sympathy. Only the nurse carefully inserted the needle into the vein and then Vanessa seemed to wake up, she looked wildly at the nurse, but her hand did not waver and she continued to insert the needle from the medicine into the head from under the syringe, setting the amount of medicine that entered Vanessa’s blood. Everything was calm. As soon as the nurse left the room, Vanessa seemed to go wild, a wild and very angry beast possessed her. She jumped up from the sofa and began to pull the needle out of her vein. Louis was immediately next to her, squeezed her in his arms and tried to persuade her not to hurt herself. Vanessa’s condition was insane. She looked at him with an absent look and suddenly began to laugh. Somehow unnatural and hysterical. Her laughter was unpleasant and hurt the ears.

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