SUPERFICIALITY (ENDING)

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it's now happening, the vows that rod wrote for her is the vows he will be use to the woman she will took infront of the altar. that should be imee, that should be them who will conquer everything but why? why went to this? the mellifluous promises they have written are now burning itself like it was meant to be forgotten.

imee want's to fight for her lover this time but she was fighting all her life in any different variety and now she was tired. she cannot fight anymore, how could she fight for someone who will about to start a new life without her? the sonorous sounds of her beating heart was enough to synchronised with her mind but nope she kept neglecting it, imee continue her work trying to brush the thoughts away from her mind but she failed when she found herself again crying while walking out from her office.

it's her friend wedding day, yup even that happened that won't stop samantha for committing to rod but samantha did removed imee to the guest list. ofcourse Sam will get rid of her especially when sam saw how her fiancé kissed her friend.

at first lara tried to justify everything but sam was too sure that she wants to remove imee from the guest. lara, justin and Robert tried everything they can do to fix the squabble between the two but they are already too late because sam already removed imee from the invitation and from the designated seat.

for imee it's like she smell of petrichor will entice you and she was herself being a pluviophile, imee wanna curse herself for ruining everything. how could she do that to her friend sam? she was herself couldn’t survive the unforgiving light of the eighties, and sloped off to die in embarrassing solitude. she was regretted that night where everything get doomed.

and having an isolation inside her office won't help her, the ataraxia she's dealing with right now is creeping her mind to death.

the last time she checked she want to be in a quiet place where she and rod can take a stroll along the garden path and embrace the psithurism of the trees in the breeze and now, by what's happening right now. she knew, that will never be happen again for them.

"you completely ruined my life" she mumbled, the golden brown leaves was continuously falling from everywhere, some of them was dark green but mostly it's golden brown. imee looked around, a hot liquid slowly filling the unwated eyes of her and she doesn't want that.

she doesn't want to cry infront of her mother who never tried to understand her feeling, yup. her parents died when their private plane crashed and one of the main reason is ofcourse the most of the time causes why plane crashed and it's weather conditions, tho. some of the other executive staff tried to stop my mom for flying out from Hawaii but i guess she didn't listen because she was now lying in her own coffin, well. i knew my mom. she never got to listen to anyone. even my dad was always under her influence. woman rule as they called but for me, she was being controller and i hate that.

i hate that i need to do things againts my will.

"how could you do this to me mom? all my life. i listened to you but look at me now. completely alone" then imee fakely laughed trying to shurgged the tears that's forming in her eyes

after she graduated and passed her board exam and get her license as lawyer her parents died, tho. imee never tried to chase those political position of her parents. foremost she wasn't interested on politics but most of her clients was from politics but nope, she was not really into politics as well as she was now. when she was teen-ager she's not really into idea where she will be isolated from the room where full of papers about the cases, she doesn't like briefing the victim just to get an evidence but now, all the things she really not wanting to do are happening now. how cruel is that.

"when the life was love you so much! fucking hell" she yell as the rain starts pouring, the suit she was wearing are  now completely wet but she didn't mind she just look to the two tombs infront of her, one is her father and one is her mother.

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