Bound by an arranged marriage,
Rose Francis and Devin Keller are forced to work and live together. She has secretly loved him since she was little but he firmly believes that she hates him just as much he hates her.
At one point everything will c...
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I'm limp, I can't think about anything anymore. The pulse in my head is throbbing, so painful that I think it might burst. I stare into the darkness as I'm leaning back on his bed, sitting on the floor with my knees pressed against my chest.
I feel a heavy weight in my chest that is coming out in the form of hot tears, they won't stop. I stopped wiping them because they aren't going to stop. Once they started falling they aren't stopping.
Why did I tell him...why did I confess...
I don't know what came over me but I couldn't do it anymore, the weight of my love was crushing me. I didn't have it in my heart to keep loving him silently and secretly, especially after he kissed me.
He kissed me. The taste of his lips.... I could've never ever even imagined that taste, the taste that is still lingering on my lips. I keep replaying the memory when his lips met mine, I thought I was imagining it but no. It wasn't a figment of my imagination....it happened. He actually kissed me, my heart felt like it might stop as I felt his tongue in my mouth.
I've never experienced a kiss like that before, those few kisses with that asshole, Jacob, can't even be compared to Devin's kiss that lasted less than a minute. When he pulled away I thought I might stop breathing and I actually stopped breathing when he apologised.
He apologised for kissing me, called it a mistake. My heart aches as I try to take a breath but I'm unable to soothe it, it has been broken a thousand times before.
I don't know where he is but I know he isn't in the house. I bring my knees closer to my chest, hugging them tightly, trying to hold myself together but it's all useless. Me and my heart are already too broken and wrecked to be fixed up.
I didn't want to care, I never wanted to care but the truth is I love him more than anything, I've loved him secretly when he thought I hated him and now he knows but he doesn't feel the same way. He would never ever feel the same way.
My shoulders shake as I cry, no one is here with me, it's just me and my love for him. No one can understand how deep my wounds are, how torturing this agony is, how hopeless all of it is.
I have no idea how will I face him again, now that he knows my most deepest secret that I've kept hidden all my life. He sees my love as a mistake, a mere joke, his words made my heart physically hurt.
I keep crying until a sound breaks through my heavy sobs. I look down beside me, my phone is lit up, an incoming call.
It's uncle. I ignore it, I don't have the energy to talk to anyone, I just want to be alone and hopefully drown in my own tears.
