TRILOGY: SECRETS OF THE FAMILY. PART 3: REVIVAL

Something terrible has happened, something no one can ever imagine. And at the same time, something that no one is immune to. My husband is gone. An accident. Suddenly. I'm alone now. But I still have my stepdaughter. It's so hard, I can't believe it. I'm sitting with his stepdaddy in the kitchen. Yes, he's my lover from the past. That's the way life is. And now we grieve together. I'm so tired this day, my legs just won't walk. He offered to give me a foot massage, and I accepted. I relaxed the first few seconds. And then I dream that he's taking advantage of the situation and using me. It's so strange, the dream is realistic and I don't understand anymore where this border between reality and not. In my dream I don't even resist, it feels good.
Morning. I wake up to a knock at the door. Who was that? I'm angry, I have a headache, I'm not ready to see anyone. I open the door and there he is. So strange, different, but it's definitely him. My stepbrother. The one who left me eight years ago. He left me and disappeared right after I found out I was pregnant. I hate him. I hate him for that. This is not a time when I want to see him and have a relationship. I'm furious. I need time to recover, to wake up, to take a shower. I'm gonna talk to him, and I'm gonna figure it out.
Why doesn't he look like himself? There's no answer yet. It's been a little while and I've cooled down, it's so much easier for me to get through the grief, he's my family man, he came back and put his shoulder up. We have so much to talk about, so much to remember, and most importantly, to keep creating all new moments that will later be memories too. That's what we've been doing. And yet he feels so good in my heart