La Reina | The Story of Melanie Kavitz

flashback: she's getting what?

fuck it - i wanna do more flashbacks.
apologies in advance.

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leo's point of view
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July 10, 2011

"So are you able to go?"

"Shak and I already made plans to go to Greece for two weeks. I wish she told us sooner..."

"All this literally happened like a month and a half ago. She was probably still processing everything."

"I'll be able to go."

"I should be able to go, too."

"Well, whoever is going has to represent the rest of us that can't go because I can't have her thinking I didn't want to go when that's not true..."

I heard faint chatter down the hall as I was coming back from the restroom. Xavi, Andres, Carles, Busi, Gerry and I had gone out to a restaurant for dinner given that we had all been together for a short while before we went our separate ways for the remainder of our vacation before the new season started.

"What are you all talking about?" I asked as I returned to my seat.

What I didn't expect to see were the faces of the entire table to immediately turn while as soon as I came back.

"Uhh..." Gerry mumbled before looking away from me and taking a sip of water, clearly wanting to avoid the question.

"We... we were just..." Busi was also stumbling with his answer before turning to Andres, seemingly pleading him to bail him out.

"Oh, for crying out loud..." Xavi said annoyed. He then turned to me, but his eyes swiftly grew somber. "We... we were talking about Melanie."

Now it was my turn to have my face drain itself of all its colour.

"... what about her?" I almost wished I didn't ask that question.

And apparently so did everybody else given just how tense everybody got as soon as I asked it.

"Umm..." Carles said, trying to sound as gentle as he could. "She's... getting married in two weeks."

My heart drops.

Married?

She's getting married?!

"What...?" The words are barely coming out of my mouth.

"And... she invited us." Gerry added, his face contorting with pity with every passing second.

Then, the whole table grew silent as they watched me process the news.

There was just no way.

She couldn't be getting married.

We just broke up a year ago. How could she just replace us like that?

And she didn't just find someone else - she was going to marry him.

"I..." I stuttered briefly, trying to process what Carles had just told me. I had so many questions, and I didn't know where to begin. But all I could do was start with the dumbest one. "She was dating someone?"