𝗔𝗡 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗔𝗕𝗬𝗦𝗦 {Slow update}

𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦

They say everyone who enters your life, they come for a reason. Some leave you with bad memories while others leave you with the most precious ones. But either way, they both teach you how to be stronger.

But sometimes, I wondered why did some of them leave us with the most beautiful memories yet also the most painful ones.

The black veil on my face, I refused to raise my head. I was scared, terrified. Not because of what I would see, but because of what I already knew.

Death came unexpectedly and the news of losing someone we love dearly was more heartbreaking than anything. The agony was unbearable. Knowing that we would never be able to see that person again, hear their voice again and hug them was too much for me to handle.

It felt as if I was too young for all this heartache and yet here I was, mourning for someone I loved with all my heart and soul.

But I was not mourning alone.

The sky was mourning with me too.

The clouds were crying with me, the silent birds were sharing my melancholy.

I heard footsteps walking away, leaving me alone in the rain.

I closed my eyes tightly, sinking down on the ground.

"Whenever you miss me, my sweet Eveline, just raise your head and look at the sky. The stars are the witness of our love and the moon is the one who unites us, no matter how far we are from each other. This way, we will always feel each other's presence."

His words rang through my ears, making my heart clench in pain.

Resting my forehead over the tombstone, my fingers slowly traced the letters graved on it.

Neill O'brien.

How could fate break me like that?

It was unfair to me, to him, to us but there was nothing we could do about it.

I just hoped I would hear his soothing voice again and feel his soft kisses over my lips but I knew it was impossible.

He was gone and he left me alone, in this world full of cruelty and coldness and I couldn't even blame him for it.

Tears finally rolled down my cheeks and I allowed myself to cry out all my sorrow.

I've accumulated too much pain for these past two days that I feared that I was going numb.

But here I was, on his grave, crying and mourning over the only man I've loved.

The man I was bound to marry since I was 16 and promised to be his until my last breath.

I, Eveline Mione, the girl who lost her fiancé in an attack, two years after being engaged to him. He was the only man she promised to love and cherish.

Will she be able to love again?

Will I be able to survive his death? Will I ever be able to find my soulmate when I was sure he was dead?

You said you loved me,
You held me tightly in your arms and said,
"Soon, you'll be mine only."
I smiled and agreed wholeheartedly to be yours.
But now that you're not with me anymore,
How am I supposed to keep living when every single breath I take is yours?
How am I supposed to lay my heart in someone else's hand when you are the only one who owns it?
How am I supposed to smile when you're both the reason of my happiness and sorrow?
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