I met Leo on a dating site, not original but that’s how it happened. He was the first person I saw as soon as I completed my account details and I was drawn in by his eyes, I couldn’t look away and he stayed on my mind so I sent him a quick message. He replied almost straight away and that was it. I was off the dating site a week later. Sometimes I think I should have listened when my friends were telling me to continue dating others rather than just concentrating on Leo but stubbornly, I thought I knew what I was doing.
He completely swept me off my feet, I remember thinking that I just had to be the luckiest girl in the world that I had met the love of my life on the first day I even thought about dating again. He took me on amazing dates, when he looked at me it felt like he was looking into my soul and when he kissed me I felt like my knees would give out. Every single time. The sex was amazing too, he knew what he was doing and how to make me want him over and over. When he proposed after a few years of dating it seemed so right to say yes and start planning the next chapter of our lives. No one thought any different, no one asked me if I was sure because I was so sure myself. Leo was perfect, most of the time when we would be getting ready to go out or even just sitting and having a cup of coffee I would think to myself how lucky I was, how did I get a guy like this, how did he find me so attractive and the few times I said it out loud he had told me that he was the lucky one. I was his miracle.
When he said things like that how was I ever going to not love him. How could I not have been blinded by his words and actions?
He really got along with everyone in my life, no one had a bad word to say about him. When I think back now, I can see how they would have been convinced by his disarming smile, his melodious voice and his kind demeanor. He always said the right things, kept just the right amount of distance from the people I warned him about and if he was ever across the room from me talking to someone else he would catch my eye and wink. I would look at him and smile on the inside, full of love.
People can be fantastic liars, hiding the truth in plain sight so that when the truth is told it sounds like a lie to anyone else. Leo was really good at that, he made me think I was being ridiculous when in reality, he was lying to me. For years. I was so caught up in the love that I felt for him that I didn’t even realise that it was happening or maybe I did but I didn’t want to see it.
At this point I was sitting on the flight to Finland, I had nothing but my thoughts to occupy me. All I could think about was the time I had wasted on Leo, on our relationship and how I had put so much energy into making a dead connection feel alive again. It was driving me insane thinking about him. That last conversation that we had and how he had looked at me. He hadn’t even tried to stop me.
I wasted eight years of my life, my twenties, on a man that had no respect for me. I could feel the tears coming again so I looked out of the window so I could mentally berate myself. It was going to be okay, I was going to be okay. Here I was at almost thirty finally free from a suffocating situation and I was going to make the most of it no matter what.
Back at the airport I had found the next flight out to somewhere remote, somewhere that I wouldn’t normally think about going to and somewhere that had a seat available on the flight going to it. Finland it was and I was excited, never had I even thought about going. Generally, I don’t like the cold, I like hot weather and sunbathing but I was doing a lot of new things so why not just keep going?
Whilst waiting around for the boarding to start I looked online for a place to stay and found vacancies at a newly opened, in the middle of nowhere, cabin lodge. From the pictures it looked so picturesque, when I was booking it I was really praying that I wasn’t going to end up at some kind of barn that someone had taken clever pictures of.
From the description I knew that it was actually eight separate log cabins that could house upto 8 people, they each had co-ed bathrooms with a shared living room and kitchen area. They all had balconies and little coves for you to take in all the snow outside, where you could sit and relax. There was also one more log cabin which was a communal area with the restaurant, café, a store, a swimming pool and the spa area. You could also ski if you wanted to or take a trip into the nearby town if you were feeling bored. It looked perfect, it wasn’t going to be crowded and it had everything I could need. The more I thought about it the more excited I was getting, to be by myself for the first time in years. This was going to be bliss, I just knew it.
The flight felt shorter than it was, mostly because I spent my time in my thoughts. I had switched off my phone soon after purchasing my ticket and I had sent mum a message to let her know I was leaving the country for a while. I wrote that I had left Leo, I didn’t want to talk about it and that I’d be back once I was feeling better. I didn’t know whether she had replied. I didn’t really care either. Knowing mum she would be in contact with Jia or actually, with growing anxiousness, I realised she would just go to Leo and ask him what had happened and he would not be kind to me. I felt a tightness in my chest when these thoughts started swirling around in my mind so it was a great distraction to learn that we had started our landing procedure.
I looked outside the window and all I could was snow glistening in the sun, it was so beautiful. I couldn’t remember the last time I had seen something like this and I felt the tightness fading from my chest. I took a few deep breaths and sat back in my seat.
Stop thinking about things you can’t control, Mina. You can’t change anything now.
It was true but even though I knew it, I couldn’t switch off completely.
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Caught In A Lie | A BTS Fanfic
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