Twist of Fate (LCB Stories11: Zekiel Obillo Story)

chapter 55 (Lost in Translation: The Delicate Dilemma)

AUTHOR's POV

Mercedes' Thoughts:

(Sitting at the bar, sipping a drink, lost in thought)

What just happened? It all went wrong so fast. Mercedes, my love, seeing the pain in your eyes shook me to my core. I never wanted any of this. The girls, the laughs, the hugs – innocent, but turned into a mess.

(Takes a sip and exhales heavily)

I thought inviting her to these events would give her space. Now, I see it made her feel left out, unimportant. I hate myself for that. I hate that I let this happen.

(Rubs his forehead, frustrated)

She won't answer my calls. The silence is too much. I never thought she wouldn't want to hear my voice. I just want to explain, to say those girls meant nothing, that she's the only one I care about.

(Looks around, trying to distract himself)

The guys are trying to cheer me up, but what happened weighs too much. I'm hurt too. There's a gap growing between us, and it scares me. I can't lose her like this.

(Deep in thought, contemplating his actions)

Maybe I should've been more open, more considerate. I let the excitement cloud my judgment, and now the love of my life is hurting. The thought of her in pain because of me tears me apart.

(Leans back, lost in remorse)

I need to fix this, make her see she's my priority. I can't let this misunderstanding ruin us. I hope she gives me a chance to explain, to mend what feels like a growing crack in our relationship.

(Sighs, finishing his drink, determined to find a solution)

No more misunderstandings. I need to make things right, rebuild the trust, and ensure she knows she's the only one who matters to me. I just hope it's not too late.

Mercedes: (Sitting alone in her room, lost in thoughts)

I never thought a simple event could mess up everything. Seeing Zekiel with those girls, the laughter, the closeness – it felt like I was invisible, like our connection meant nothing. The pain is so strong; it's like a storm tearing through my emotions.

(Stares into the distance, lost in the weight of her feelings)

I thought we were stronger, that our love could handle anything. But this... this hurts differently. It's not just about those girls; it's about feeling pushed aside and unimportant. I thought I meant more to him.

(Tears well up, but she blinks them away)

Now, the silence is too much. His calls go unanswered, not to hurt him, but to protect myself. I can't bear the thought of hearing more explanations that might deepen the wound.

(Reflects on the situation, her voice filled with sadness)

Depression starts to creep in – a heaviness that makes everything difficult. It's not just about this incident; it's about doubts it planted. Am I not enough? Did I miss the signs? Unanswered questions echo in my mind.

(Sighs deeply, seeking strength)

I need time to heal and understand what this means for us. It's a battle within myself – to guard my heart yet yearn for reassurance that everything will be okay. The room feels emptier, quieter, echoing the silence between us.

(Looks at the phone, contemplating whether to answer Zekiel's calls)

I wish I dared to pick up, to hear him out. But fear of more hurt holds me back. I can't let this consume me; I need to find a way to navigate through this darkness and rediscover the light that once illuminated our love.

Mercedes: (Sitting alone, lost in thought)

What happened today has left me in a whirlwind of confusion and hurt. I never thought a simple event could lead to such a deep chasm between us. Zekiel, my love, where did things go wrong? Was it me, or was it us?

(Takes a deep breath, trying to collect her thoughts)

Seeing you with those girls, the laughter, the camaraderie – it pierced through my heart. I want to believe you, to trust that there's an innocent explanation, but the doubt lingers. Is our connection not as strong as I believed?

(Fidgets with her hands, looking into the distance)

The silence between us is agonizing. I want to pick up the phone and hear your voice, but the fear of more disappointment holds me back. I thought we were a team, able to conquer anything. But now, it feels like we're standing on opposite sides of a growing divide.

(Brushes away a tear, feeling the weight of the situation)

I'm drowning in a sea of emotions – hurt, doubt, and a sinking feeling that I'm losing something precious. Do you understand how much this hurts, Zekiel? The sleepless nights, the unanswered questions, the ache in my chest that refuses to subside.

(Looks at her phone, contemplating whether to reach out to Zekiel)

Part of me wants to call you, to hear your side of the story. But what if it deepens the wounds? What if the trust we built shatters further? It's a dilemma, and I find myself caught in this storm of uncertainty.

(Closes her eyes, searching for clarity)

We were supposed to be planning our future, not questioning our present. I need answers, Zekiel, but I also need to protect my heart. The path ahead is unclear, and I find myself standing at a crossroads, wondering if we can find our way back to each other.

(Sighs, feeling the weight of the dilemma)

Maybe time will bring clarity, or maybe it'll deepen the scars. In the meantime, I need to find strength within myself and figure out if the love we shared is resilient enough to weather this storm of misunderstanding.

Zekiel: (Taking a deep breath, getting ready for the talk)

It's time to deal with this directly. I can't let confusion grow and harm us. The quietness between us is too much, and I won't let it stay that way any longer. It's time to fix things and try to bring back what we had.

(Looks at himself in the mirror, trying to gather courage)

I need to be honest and clear. No more going around the problem, no more assuming she understands. I have to share everything, every thought, every intention. It won't be easy, but it's needed.

(Picks up his phone, thinking about whether to call or meet in person)

Calling might be simpler, but this needs a face-to-face talk. I want her to see my sincerity, to know she's my main concern. I won't let doubt stick around and ruin what we've built.

(Nods to himself, determined)

This will be a hard talk. Feelings will be strong, and there might be tears, but I won't let fear stop me. Our relationship is important, and it's time to fight for it.

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