Denise
December 28, 2013.
It was our anniversary. Me and Peter's anniversary. He left a week ago. He told me that he was coming back for me. That he was supposed to meet me yesterday. I thought he'll come back.
So I hoped.
Today Is a special day.
As a reward for myself. I prepared for a special dinner. For me and Peter.
Night came when I was done with everything. I was at the rooftop, at our house.
I sat there to wait for his call.
To wait for him
Hours passed but still no sign.
No sign of him.
No sign of Peter.
3 hours passed when I gave up.
I wish he had a valid reason why he didn't remember.
Peter
As I watched Denise at her rooftop, waiting for me. All I felt was hurt. I felt hurt for her. She didn't deserve that kind of pain. This kind of pain..
I arrived two days ago. I went to my ex girlfriend. I left her because I knew that she was pregnant. I got her pregnant. But I couldn't think straight so I left. I went here to visit Jace, my cousin. But when I saw Denise. I fell inlove with her. She made me feel happy.
But I realized, her heart never belonged to me in the first place. It was with Jace.
Sometimes i'd see her cry, all by herself, I know she misses him. So I kept distant. I practiced to let her go. I hurt her slowly.
When I went to my exgirlfriend, she already delivered our baby. When I held my son, I just want to be with him. So, I decided to leave Denise and forget about her.
I planned to start a New life with my family. My son and my girlfriend.
