there he was, in front of her eyes in the restaurant across the street.
Making the commitment he always told her he wasn't ready for.
To someone else. ... on her birthday.
The blood in her veins turned fiery red as her heart began to race.
Her hand that was holding her wine glass loosened.
Just as she heard the sound of glass shattering on the white cloth.
Without a second thought, the fury that consumed her broke the spell in an instant.
She was finally free but all she could think about was the betrayal.
How could he?
Every being in her soul wanted to scream and burn every restaurant to the ground so that nobody could ever experience that agony again.
She had loved him.
She loved him when she met him.
She loved him when he would joke about not loving her.
She loved him when he would abandon her without any word for days at a time.
She loved him in his ugliest times.
She loved him even when he left her during her own ugliest times.
She loved him even when he stopped loving her.
She had loved him unconditionally, in every meaning of the word.
And yet in an instant, she saw that love shatter in front of her eyes.
gone forever.
She paced the street for hours watching them while she tried to comprehend it all.
Trying to piece together how she got there... blaming herself.
How could this happen?
How could she have let this happen to her?
How could he betray her trust like this?
How could she have been stupid enough to trust him?
How he could do this?
How could she have given him the chance to do this?
Who could do something like that after she waited so long for him?
How could she have wasted so much of her youth waiting for him?
When the time came she ran.
She ran for miles, to get as far away as possible.
In that moment in her eyes he was the most evil and cruel man to ever exist.
She spent a long time wondering if that girl would ever have to know what it feels like to be stuck in that restaurant, wondering if the wound would ever heal.
As it had turned out, that hope she had in the spring was always real.
She just didn't know how yet.
Once she left the restaurant she was finally ready to bloom.
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The Restaurant (inspired by right where you left me, by taylor swift)
FantasíaStarting my journey as an author under the pen-name "cait bloom", is my debut short story "the restaurant". i'm really really excited about the idea of writing based on songs, so naturally as a swiftie i had to do it. (it's also heavily influenced...
