Golden Melody

Chapter 7.2

Miexha Verra

Her Pov

Right now, Marie, Riel, and I are in front of the fountain here in Green Garden. 

I'm trying to avoid them, to pretend that I'm not drowning in a sea of unrequited love and unspoken desires. 

But Marie, ever the observant friend, held my hand, her touch a gentle reminder that I couldn't escape my feelings. 

Ron's not here, as usual. 

Every Saturday, he goes home to take care of his business the petshop he started. 

Kyliah leaves every Friday afternoon for her part-time job. 

That's why weekends are always a blur of loneliness and longing for me.

"By the way, Mimi, check this out. There's going to be an audition for Voice of Asia on My Music TV.
You might be interested, you can register online," Riel said,

I nodded, my gaze fixed on the flyer he handed me, the words "Voice of Asia Philine 2013" staring back at me. 

It felt like a cruel joke, a reminder of the dreams I had to put on hold. 

"Thank you, Riel. I'll go upstairs to register online," I said, my voice a strained whisper. 
I needed to escape, to get away from the weight of my emotions.

As I started to climb the stairs, I heard Marie's voice, a mix of nervousness and excitement. 

"Zat, wait!"  I paused, my heart pounding in my chest. 
I couldn't bear to witness this, to see them together, their happiness a contrast to my own despair. 

But my feet wouldn't move. 
I was frozen in place, my body a prisoner of my own emotions.

"I'm saying yes to you, Zat," Marie's voice boomed, her words echoing in the silence. 

"I've been feeling it too, ever since the first day we met.  I'm not going to pretend anymore.  I'm in love with you, Zat."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. 
Marie, my best friend, was confessing her love for Riel. 
And Riel, my heart's desire, was reciprocating her feelings. 

It was a cruel twist of fate, a scene ripped from a tragic romance novel.

I turned away, my body trembling with a mixture of pain and disbelief. 

I couldn't bear to see them together, their happiness a stark contrast to my own despair. 
I fled upstairs, my footsteps echoing in the silence, my heart breaking into a million pieces.

"Meow."

Moochy, my Maine Coon cat, came up to me, circling my feet while purring. 

I immediately picked him up, his weight a comforting burden. 
He's so heavy and big, but I loved him dearly. 
I put him down on the bed, and he immediately laid down, his soft fur a soothing comfort. 
I started to pet him, my fingers tracing the patterns of his fur. 

I started to cry, hot tears streaming down my face. 
What right do I have to cry? 
I have a boyfriend, and it's Ron, not Riel! 

I don't have the right to be jealous of them. 
I should be happy for my friends, not like this, aaaaarrrggghh!!!!

I sat down in front of my keyboard, my fingers hovering over the keys. 
I started to play, a melody of sorrow and longing spilling out of me. 

The sound of the keys, a gentle cascade of notes, filled the room, a soothing balm to my aching heart. 
I started to sing, my voice a fragile echo of my broken heart.

The melody flowed from me, a torrent of emotions that I couldn't contain. 

The scent of the lilies in the vase beside me, a sweet, floral fragrance, mingled with the scent of my own tears. 

The soft glow of the lamp beside me cast long shadows across the room, creating an atmosphere of intimacy and solitude. 

I lost myself in the music, in the words, in the pain that I could no longer hold back.

I wiped away my tears after singing, the melody a bittersweet balm to my aching heart. 

Singing was kind of relaxing, a way to release the emotions that threatened to consume me. 

I looked at the flyer Riel had given me earlier and started typing on my laptop. 

My application was approved right away! 
I just needed to perform on Wednesday morning at InterMall.  A surge of excitement, mixed with a strange sense of dread, washed over me. 

I felt sleepy and lay down on my bed, my mind racing with thoughts of the upcoming audition.