I'll Be Okay✓

Chapter 11

Only two weeks left until I am to marry Mark. My heart grows heavier with each passing day as the big day is near. I still have not told Zayn of my wedding to Mark. I know I should tell him but how is the issue I am facing.

I pack my office bag and switch off my computer. Today is the last day I am at the office as an unmarried woman. The next time I walk in those doors I will be Mrs Greystone. An involuntary sob escape my throat. My resolve threatens to crumble but I do not let it.

I made a promise to myself recently that I will not shed a tear for Mark any longer and I intend to keep that promise, for myself. I will marry Mark in two week and maybe in time I will learn to forgive him and loving him will not hurt anymore. That day will come when I look at him and see the man I fell in love with since I was a little girl.

I latch on the edge of the table willing the lump in my throat to go away. I have to be strong, I want to be strong, I need to be strong.

Mother has taken the role of making sure the wedding is taken care of. I delegated the job to her and Mark's mother. Today I am having dinner at Mark's house and his mother asked me to arrive early so right now I am heading to my house to change and heard over there.

I zip my back and pick up my phone. A message pop up on the screen and Zayn's name pop up. I smile without realizing. I open the message then reply telling him what I am up to at this moment and that I will see him tomorrow.

I mute his chat then exit my office and pass Stacy at her desk. I smile at her, "See you when I come back Stacy."

She smiled back at me. "Congratulations on your wedding soon to be Mrs greystone."

I try not to grimace when she says that so I smile but I am sure my lips were in a thin line. I hum and walk a bit faster to the elevator.

I get to my house and it is empty. Father is still at the office and mother is at her usual Friday book club meeting. The only ones left are the helpers of the house but they mostly keep to themselves and make themselves as scarce as possible.

I go up to my room then take a shower. After that, I call Josh telling I am ready to leave.

I get to the Greystone resident and I am greeted by Ms Palmer, the head house keeper. She is the warmest woman you will ever meet in this life. She practically raised Mark and I.

"Miss Riley, Mrs Greystone is waiting for you in the garden." She beams at me and I beam back at her then tell Josh I will call him when I am ready to go home.

I follow Ms Palmer to the back and see Mrs Greystone sitting on the patio drinking ice tea. My heart starts racing. I have not properly talked to her since her son cheated on me. We have never been alone since then. She lifts her head and our eyes meet.

She smiles at me and I pull my lips into a thin line in attempt to smile at her. My eyes suddenly burn with unshed tears as I feel her smile crush my heart and my resolve starts to crumble at her mercy.

Damn Mark for ruining so many of my relationships with his selfishness.I use to have a strong relationship with Mrs Greystone. I used to look at her like a second mother now I can not call her mother like I use to, only Mrs Greystone and right now, all I see in her is pain her son inflicted to my existence and still inflicts on my very being.

It is a never ending torture of burnt bridges and unsteady ones. A never ending torture to my very being. 

"Come daughter." I barely hear her voice as she calls for me. I look next to me then behind me and realise that Ms Palmer left while I was zoning out.

I take small steps towards the patio where Mrs Greystone is. I sit down and mumble a greeting.

"Don't be shy," She encourages but I am not shy, I am upset, angry, tired and worn out. I have no fight left in me. "We are family after all."