𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
Isabella moved to Italy with her best friend Aaliyah which was the best decision she has made for the longest time. She became a doctor and also won the Olympics in Figure Skating as a member o...
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AXEL CLOSED THE DOOR while Alec and I stayed inside. My eyes were fixed on him and his eyes were fixed on me. We didn't utter a word to each other. We just stared at each other.
I have so many questions.
How could you do it?
Why did you leave me?
Did you miss me?
Do you still love me?
But I couldn't open my mouth to ask him these questions.
''Mikayla,'' he stepped forward with one foot and I stepped back, trying to get a distance between us.
At this moment many people would jump into their loved one's arms and be thankful that they are okay but for me it was different.
I felt betrayed.
I felt like he ripped my heart out of my chest and squished it to the point of breaking.
''I know how you feel-'' I cut him off by lifting my hand and gesturing for him to stop talking. Chuckling, I looked at him and shook my head in disbelief. ''You have no idea how I feel. You don't know what I- no what we all went through after you 'die','' I pointed my finger at him and stepped closer to him. He didn't move.
''All the pain and tears we shared were for nothing. You decided to do this without thinking about what it could cause our family,'' with every word I said, I stepped closer to him and once I stood in front of him, I looked up at his eyes and saw tears whelm up.
''I visited your grave every single day for so many years,'' I also felt my own tears burn my eyes as I looked at him.
I bawled my fists together and began hitting his chest. ''Why did you do this to me? Why?''
''I hate you. I fucking hate you,'' I yelled, tears falling down my cheeks.
He didn't try to stop me. He let me hit him, knowing he deserved it. I let out a painful cry as my punches became slow. He took the opportunity to wrap his arms around my body and pull me to his chest.
''You don't hate me,'' he placed his hand on my head and brought it closer where he kissed my forehead and stroked my hair down with his hand.
I know I should push him the way and scream into his face but I felt weak and gave in. In these past few years, I wanted nothing but to be back in his arms and now that I am, I don't want him to let go.
So, I wrapped my shaky arms around his torso and pushed myself closer to his body. So close that not even a thin piece of paper can go between our bodies.
''I'm sorry, amor,'' he whispered
''I hate you,'' I sobbed against his chest
''I love you,'' he placed tender kisses all over my head. ''I hope you can forgive me one day,'' I pulled away from his hold and looked up at him.
He moved his hand to my face and cupped it. ''You know it will be really hard for me to do,'' I told him as he brushed my tears away from my cheek. ''And it will take a lot of time,'' I added, lifting my hand and pulling his hand away from my face.
As I wanted to step away from him and compose myself, he quickly grabbed my hip and pulled me back to him. ''I know you love me and I love you. I know I fucked up but everything I did was to save our family. You have to understand that sometimes you have to sacrifice important things in your life to protect your loved ones,'' his face was inches away from mine.
''I will wait. No matter how long I have to wait for your forgiveness. I will wait,'' he whispered against my lips.
''You are my everything. And I will keep fighting for you no matter what I have to do,'' I felt flabbergasted.
Knowing him, he would go beyond his power to maintain our love.
I said I hate him but no I love this man and I always will no matter what happens to us. Yes, he fucked up but I still love him.
But honestly, I don't want to forgive him this easily. When I was young, I was taught one important thing in my life. To never forgive someone so easily.
Maybe I will never forgive him for what he did or maybe I will. I don't know yet.
Slowly getting out of his hold, I pushed myself away from him and said ''Then you have a long way to fight through forgiveness,'' his facial expressions dropped and so did mine.
I saw how his heart broke right in front of me through his eyes. ''Mikayla, please,'' he tried to grab me but I backed away.
''No, Alec. You don't deserve to be forgiven this easily. I can't forget what you did,'' I once more felt my tears whelm up in my eyes.
''Our children suffered enough,'' I cried. ''They didn't deserve this,''
He came closer. ''So, that's it? You don't want us anymore?'' he sternly asked.
I scoffed. ''I never said that, Alec. Don't get me wrong. My love to you never died or will die. You are the reason that I'm alive today. I'm just saying we should maybe take a break and think about what's good for us and our children-'' he stopped me before I could finish my sentence.
''You and our kids are good for me. I don't want this, Mikayla. I want us. Our family,'' he took a big step towards me and grabbed my hand, placing it on his chest. ''You can't just throw everything away that we had. I know I sound selfish but I don't want this, amor. I can't lose you,'' he said as he came closer with his face.
Pulling my hand down from his chest, I moved it up to his face and caressed his cheek with my thumb. ''You'll never lose me, Alec. I love you too much. But I need a break. I can't handle another broken heart,''
I pulled my hand away, and turn around to walk out of the room. ''You know I won't let you go this effortlessly, Mikayla. I will fix everything,''
Smiling softly, I said ''I know you will,''
I hope you will.
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Vote & Comment🖤 I know it's a short chapter but I wanted you all to see what Mikayla decided for herself. I know some of you might not like this but I didn't want Mikayla to forgive Alec so easily after he has left her for so many years. That's why it's in her POV.
