Helen made sure her emotions were in-check before climbing up the stairs, this time for Arianne.
Arianne was just about to fall asleep when quick rapping on her door stopped her. Groggily, she opened it and stared right at Helen before asking, “What’s the matter?”
Helen appeared transfixed on the woman for a second too long, her eyes grave. Then, a quiet current of yearning broke through her gaze, and she finally said, “I’m leaving, Arianne. We’re flying tonight. Jean… He isn’t going to trouble you anymore. I also don’t know when the two of us will meet again in the future, so until then, promise me that you, Mark, and Smore will live happily forever.”
Hearing her words chased away at least half of Arianne’s bleariness. “Why so sudden? And in the middle of the night, no less! Can’t you wait until tomorrow?”
‘But if we wait until tomorrow, who knows what could happen?’ Helen countered in her mind. Outwardly, however, she merely replied, “It’s alright. We have to leave sooner or later, anyway; I’m only here to inform you. You may now go back to sleep. Goodnight… and goodbye.”
A soft glint of forlornness crossed into Arianne’s eyes. “No, wait. I’ll get Mark so we can drive you two to the airport. Aery’s broken foot would make taking care of these suitcases a very demanding chore, so I can help you with those. Wait for me downstairs. I’ll be with you after I get changed.”
Helen's eyes faintly reddened. She did not reject her offer. She wished she did not have to hide the truth about Aery’s action—the guilt was chipping away what courage she had left to look at Arianne in the eyes. And yet, at the same time, spilling the truth was a surefire way to engender an uproar.
To prevent that from happening, Helen could only choose to silently bear the secret and take Aery away from Arianne, as far away as she could. It was the only way to foster peace in all of their lives.
The journey to the airport saw Helen and Aery in the backseats, Arianne in the passenger’s seat, and Mark behind the wheel. Occasionally, Mark would exchange small talk with Helen, their topics as mundane as taking care of one’s safety while in a foreign country, etc.
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