(October 2018)
Augustus's POV
I was waiting at the restaurant. It's our 3rd anniversary.
I was getting ready to ask the big question.
I know that we have been in a relationship for 3 years and know each other for our whole life but still, it doesn't ease my nervousness.
I couldn't keep sitting so I stood up and started pacing around. I kept on looking at the watch.
She is late.
We decided to meet at 7 pm but it was already 8:30, she was not here.
I started to think the worst. I called her. After the 3rd bell, I decided to go look for her.
I went to her workplace first but she was not there so I was going to her house.
I saw her car in front of her building.
Thank God, she is at home.
I went up to her floor. She may be sick or something otherwise she would have never missed today's date.
I opened the door. What I saw first was two sets of shoes. It was very unusual because one was of a man's shoes. I entered the hall and saw another questioning thing, a man's blazer.
What the hell is this?
The little bit of remaining trust broke when I heard it. They were upstairs, in her room.
I toughen my guts and started walking upstairs.
It was just to confirm the situation so there will be no misunderstanding about what will happen next.
I stood there. In front of the door. My heart was crumbling with every noise. There was nothing to confirm now.
I wanted to run as far as possible but my legs were stuck there.
I took a long breath and opened the door. I didn't want to look so my head was down. I just wanted to let her know of my presence.
"A... Augustus..."
When I heard my name only then I looked up. My eyes met her's.
She looked shocked, but that changed in pain.
So she still thinks of me.
I chuckled inwardly sarcastically. I was numb so I could not feel anything like her, who was crying now.
She covered herself and tried to come to me, but I stopped her.
"I am ending everything here." I took out the thing I bought for her and said. "Happy 3rd anniversary." With that, I left.
I could hear her calling my name but that was the limit of my humanity.
I don't know what I would have done if I stayed a minute longer.
I left, leaving my car there. I was not aware of the direction where I was going.
I was on a bridge when it started pouring. I was so cold from inside that the raindrops felt warmer.
I was so tired that I sat by the railing of the bridge. I don't remember when I drift off to the past.
'Augustus, I am hungry.'
'I knew it, that's why I already brought your doughnuts on my way here.'
'You know me best.'
'Yeah... yeah. I know whenever you start studying you tend to get hungry.'
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The Wrong Number
RomanceA guy grieving his dead girlfriend. A girl who is at the end of her toxic relationship. They both are broken, ready to give up on life. But God has another plan. They connected with the wrong number. To get out of their messy situation and to get t...