For Lucious
Kaley's Pov
I opened my eyes. It was blurry at first but then it came into focus. I was on a sofa in the inner sanctum of the winery and the first thing I saw was the little star murals on the ceiling.
I let myself breathe out.
It was a low - of - course - I - survived - the - five - Storey - fall - back - to my - shitty - life - kind - of - breath.
Tears pricked the corner of my eyes but with it the realization that I was too damn exhausted for that. I was physically exhausted, mentally exhausted and emotionally wrecked too.
All these days fighting the inevitability of Lucious's triumph took a whole chunk out of me. And here I am, lying here knowing I was utterly and totally defeated but strangely, it came with a sense of stillness.
A calm…a need to lie still and take a fucking breathe and watch fucking murals on the ceiling for as long as I fucking want without begging for help or feeling fear or being a fucking wreck!