Best Mistake

MISTAKE 3

The sound of nature that continues serenading me felt relaxing.

Everything felt so right at this very moment, until a familliar voice interfered taking me back to reality from my deep thoughts.

"Spill it out elle"

Carly said looking at me straight into my eyes.

I hate it when she's this serious she always seems to know everything about me.

"Spill what carly?"

I know it's too late to put on my defenses but still I tried.

Hoping she wouldn't dig deeper on this conversation.

"You can't fool me woman. I know somethings wrong and I want you to tell me this freaking instance"

She was so eager to know and at this moment I can't do anything to stop her.

How come this girl knows me so well? Even if I don't utter a single word she knows when there's something bothering me.

I guess I should tell her already. I think it's better to share it with someone atleast I know that someone could understand me.

I told her the same thing what I told her parents but this time filling the empty pieces of the story which I didn't want to tell her parents.

I recalled everything way back on the day of our marriage.

Everything was a mess. I felt a sharp needle piercing through my heart when I remembered how he treats me.

My eyes was filled with unshed tears. Shaking my thoughts I let out a fake smile.

"I knew it! That guy is no good for you" she said trying to hold her temper.

"Why don't you just leave him elle?"

Leave him?... Just thinking about it  makes my heart wanna stop from beating.

Leaving Marco would be the death of me.

"No... I-I can't I love him so much carly"

"Love elle? Your love can never be enough! How about him elle, does he love you? Huh?"

She scowled at me. Her eyes are full of rage and anger.

"Is this the life you really wanted elle? Chasing some jackass who doesn't even give a damn about you?"

I heard some more silent curses escaping her lips.

I can't blame her for feeling this way. She only wants  whats best for me yet the only thing I think that's best for me seems to be so unreachable.

Is this really what I wanted? Could my love be enough to make it till the end?

I don't know...

I really don't know.

Right now, everything seems to be in a blurr. All I know is that I love Marco and it's the only thing I'm holding onto now.

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This had been such a long hard day for me. I decided to give myself a break.

I drove to the nearest restaurant that I could find.

Once I spotted one I got down from my car and entered the place.

This place felt like home.

The ambiance is great, the workers warmly welcomes you and Hmmm....

The food smells good! My stomach growled and I blushed feeling embarrassed.

I can't wait to taste one of their dishes!

I found my way to one of the tables.

I sat down and scanned my eyes around the place.

My eyes landed on the couple three tables across from me.

The man from the table turned his head on my way.

I was taken aback of what... No scratch the 'what'... it should be... Who I saw.

It was Marco and with him was Sofia.

Seeing Sofia makes me want to pity myself.

She was a sophisticated type of girl. She was wearing a red fitted dress that shows of her perfect curves. Her lipstick was so red it emphasizes her lips more.

Any guy would probably swoon over her.

While I on the other hand was a plain simple girl and got nothing to be proud off except my dark green eyes with a shade of grey.

I felt a tear dropped on my eye.

This was too much...

I stood up and left the bill on the table. I wasn't even able to move my food.

I looked through the glass window at the restaurant amd saw Marco smirked at me.

Seeing Him happy while I'm hurting crushes my heart more.

Once I reached the house I got out from my car and quickly went to our bedroom.

I cried and cried until tears won't come out anymore. I felt tired physically and emotionally.

My eyes slowly closing and I found myself entering the world of sweet dreams.

A place where I won't get hurt or broken and all that's there is pure happiness.