The Heart Never Forgets

CHAPTER TWENTY NINE

BECKY'S POV :-

It has been around three weeks since I left Freen, since she regained her memories. I knew this situation will come eventually where I would be left alone.

I know she promised that she would never ever leave me but I knew those promises were meant to be broken, my relationship with Freen was never meant to last.

Who was I kidding ? A billionaire with a nurse ? That wouldn't have worked out, we both belong to different worlds, we both have different dreams. We were never ever meant to fit together.

During the first week of separation, I had some hope inside me that one day she would show up at my doorstep, would hold me in her arms and tell me that she sees her future with me and not Cathy.

I desperately wanted her to choose me.

When one week passed away, the remnants of hope started to disappear. I knew Freen would have made her decision by now, there was no way she would have taken more than seven days to choose who is the right one.

I was afraid because that someone might not be me

I even pity myself that even after a week,  I wished to see her face, I wished for the person who could rock my world by just their smile and their presence.

After two weeks, I lost everything, even after mentally preparing myself for the worst and when that worst came and hit me in the face, I couldn't handle the pain it left behind.

The void it created, the hole left in my heart due to absence of someone who stole it a long time ago.

Why did I have to fall in love ?

Why Freen? If you didn't see your future with me then why did you make me fall in love with you ? Why did you treat me like I'm your whole world ? Why did you make me think that I am enough for you when I clearly wasn't ?

Sadly, these questions will be left unanswered all my life. I will be carrying this burden for a long time.

I was sitting on my living room sofa with a book in my hand, wearing my reading glasses, concentrating on the book where nothing else mattered to me. I made a promise to myself that I would distract myself from thinking about Freen and that's what I was doing right now.

In my lap, my baby Bonbon was sleeping, with his mouth holding a toy that I don't even remember buying. He has been playing with that toy everyday and barks at anyone who tries to touch it, even if it is me.

" Do you want to eat something ? ". My mom asked me as she entered the living room, I momentarily shifted my gaze to her and just shaked my head to give answer to her question. I was too engrossed in my book that I refused to eat.

" Well if you don't want to eat then can you take Bonbon for a walk ? ". She asked me another question, I glanced to Bonbon who was pretty much passed out in my lap. I raised my eyebrow at my mom who just stared at Bonbon's sleeping figure before leaving the living room with a sigh.

I knew she was worried about me, I haven't been my old self since my break up with Freen.

Yes, I have assumed that we have broken up because I didn't recieve a response from her in these past three weeks, 18 days.

My concentration was disrupted when I heard whispers coming from the kitchen, they were audible to me, my parents should work on their skills because whatever they were trying to hide was not working.

" Robert, she and Bonbon have totally changed ". My mom whispered which shifted my attention to whatever conversation my parents were having.

How has Bonbon changed ?