"Rosie....Rosie..."
A gentle knock on the door followed my name since I've been hiding in my room for three days straight. Completely unaware of the outside, my circadian rhythm already going rouge from sleepless nights.
"Darling...I've got chives from the market this morning..." said Ma peeking inside my room.
"Your favorites....they're in season.."
"................"
"I'm going to stir fry them with bacon..."she said again, looking over my bed.
It's already 11 am and I'm still curled up inside my blanket.
I probably missed breakfast and have no intention to eat lunch either. I guess Ma's trying her utmost best to get me out of my room at least.
"Huhhh.....". I heard Ma sighing.
"I know you must be hurting baby....and I'm so sorry it happened to you."
"But there're still people here who care so much about you...more than anything."
Her words hit my chest like arrows again.
Of course, I don't want to be hurting. He's not worth the pain I'm going through. I want to be happy as well, giving no shits to his news and walk down the horizon like a strong woman.
But I can't.
The thought of betrayal...Being fooled like a stupid doll and the thought of me having imagined to spent the rest of my life with him.
How despicable.
They say love gives you beautiful memories that you carry on for life times. But now I can't remember anything nice anymore.
Maybe I didn't love him for real?
But I was at least faithful.
The resentment had turned my heart into a bitter frost leaving me as nothing but a hollow shell.
"Lunch will be ready soon darling...I'll wait for you downstairs" said Ma closing the door gently.
I gasped in some air but couldn't stop weeping.
Gosh....Rosie snap out of it.
12 days I've spent on sobbing like an idiot.
Amara encouraged me to get even and make a scene with his girlfriend.
I also, thought of going back to Yangon and confront him right then and there.
But on the other hand, I'm sacred of what he'll say to me in person.
Being insulted on the phone was far enough.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Out of desperation, I called him non stop as soon as I found out about them.
After countless repeated calls, he picked up with an annoyed tone.
"Hello...Arker??.."
"................tsk...."
".....answer me you bastard"
"....no need to be rude Rosie"
"Rude??...Look who's talking Arker...You should be ashamed of yourself."
"Shame?....you ignored my apology and my calls first Rosie"
I heard him speaking in hushed tone.
Maybe he's with her.
"That doesn't explain why you cheated on me Arker....and lying to me for so long..!!"
YOU ARE READING
My Alchemist (the Mythical Zawgyi of Myanmar) Book I
Paranormal🚨Still on editing with minor changes🚨--- Myths are just stories and folklore are just gossip. Well, that's what people usually believe, until Rose became entangled with her mysterious boss. Arrogant, handsome and condescending, her young boss is e...
