Unprecedented Silence

Nathan

The tires screeched as it skidded towards a sharp curve. I stepped hard on the brakes hoping that it will halt the spinning car. A false hope indeed because the last thing I saw were broken glass, fire and blood...and the last thought that came over me: I am going to die.

Life could be as uncertain as winning in a lottery. All of us can bet and has an equal chance of winning--and losing. Luck plays a big role for winning in the lottery but could it be the same in real life?

I've always considered myself as a lucky person. After all, I'm Nathan Cole. I was secured of myself; I didn't grew up in a wealthy family, heck, I don't even remember fond memories of my family when I was young. My mother was used to be a cook in a small diner in our hometown in Maineclear and my father disappeared right after I was born. But I managed to finish school and pursue my passion for eating and making  memories through food. It is because of my mother that I appreciate how good food can make a person feel loved. So before she passed away, I promised her that I will build our dream restaurant. Now that I'm already a successful restaurateur I can proudly say that I didn't fail to fulfill my last promise to my beloved mother. 

After graduation, I met a girl. The woman who resembled my mother's most lovable characteristics: patient, understanding and hopeful. She makes me smile even if the whole world tells me to cry. Mia became my everything after I lost the only person I have in the world. It may sound so cliche but she saved me. And I saved her. It was perfect love.

 I decided to propose to her one evening as we walked along the banks of our favorite beach. There was no one in this world I could imagine myself spending every waking moment with but her. When she said "Yes, of course my love." my heart leaped with unfathomable joy and hope that the rest of my life will be as amazing as I imagined it. We started planning for the wedding. Every detail, down to the tiniest bit was discussed and carefully deliberated. Mia made everything easy, she's naturally cool and composed even in situations that will make most brides probably freak out. She insisted on a low-key wedding, inviting only our close friends and family. I couldn't agree more because the only person I wanted to be on that wedding day is her. Seeing her eyes gleam every time she contentedly decided on a particular part of the wedding made me happy as well. However, as our wedding day comes closer each day, an unexplained feeling started dragging me down. I knew that I should do something to make it go away. And it meant that I have to go back to where I started. 

After weeks of preparations, everything was set. We decided to have dinner that night at our favorite place, Noelle's Bistro. She smiled at me but she sensed my distress. 

"Hon, is something bothering you?"

"No, not exactly." I lied. But she knew me more than I know myself. She prodded on what was making me upset and I know I couldn't lie to her. She looked away, hurt, and in that moment, I wanted to kick myself for doing it to her. I should've told her sooner. 

"I've got to do this Mia. Don't worry about me. I'll be back for our wedding. I promise." And only now have I realized that the promise I made to my future wife that night was the first one of the many promises I will inadvertently break. Her face showed all kinds of worry and hesitation. But I can also see in there an understanding of my decision. 

"Take care and come back to me." she said. Never it crossed my mind not to come back. She's my everything; the only girl who made me feel that love can transcend boundaries and can withstand anything as long as it's pure and true. But I guess my luck had ran out because the next time I opened my eyes I don't know how to get back to her.