Cupid's Sneakers

Chapter 7 ~part 3~ : " Escape "

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Hi!

So I decided to update today. And I decide to change my skill in writing. I'll try to perfect it as possible, so yeah. I don't have something to say up here.

See you at the end of the story!

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We've been walking for hours and my feet is now completely sore. Although I'm happy we keep on moving rather than stay seated because that would be awkward.

Luke didn't utter any word or sound. He just keep on walking and every step makes me more agitated. I can't keep quiet all the time, you know. So I did the thing I've been itching to do for hours.

"Luke where are we exactly going?" I asked. Did I forgot to mention this is rather more a mansion than a house? This is one of the richest part of the town.

"Just keep walking." He answered and keep walking. We entered a small room, it was the oldest looking room we've entered so far.

Many vintage portraits and paintings. Vintage books with a very old lamp. A lot of papers stack in the desk and some other vintage things from the 18th century. I guess.

We look for something that will able to help us out of here. I noticed a letter that hasn't been open. I looked around and tore it opened. Nobody lives in here and my curiosity got the best of me.

A very neat penmanship greeted me. It states:

'Dear Donovan,

I know we haven't talk for years now. Our friendship has been broken when the day I took the train to here in Italy. The days when I spend my time with you was the best. You've been my best friend since the day we both came out from our mother's womb. I remember the times when we sneaked out our chambers and rode our horses till dawn.

Then an imaginable thing happened, we fell in love. When you confessed to me you love me I was truly the happiest woman in the world. When I see you staring at me, butterflies fluttered in my stomach. When you kiss me, it's like nothing in the world can tear as apart.

But I'm sorry. I'm sorry because I left you behind with no explanations or a bid of farewell. I'm sorry because I hurt you and made you cry when you try to catch the train. I'm sorry because I didn't return your endless love for me. It's because of my parents. I've been betrothed to Sir Nicolas. I-I was afraid to tell you because I'll know you'll be angry with me.

But then an angel gave me something, our baby. I learned it about a few weeks when I stayed in Italy. I was so happy a part of you is in me. I managed to break off our wedding and I was planning to go back there in America but a letter came. Is it true your getting married? I didn't believe at first because I know you love me.

So I went there. Only to find out its true. Your bride must be the luckiest woman in the world. I was sad but I know you've been happy. But the most hurtful thing I've saw is that when you smiled at her. Like she was the only woman you love, a smile that you gave to me. Before the wedding start, I fleeted away from America away from you.

I was shallow for months until the baby came which is a boy. I-I couldn't look at him, he reminded me of you. So I ignored him but then realize that this child is innocent. I raised him, wanted him to be more like you. Caring, forging and loving like what he is right now. But I was struck with an illness that has not been curable.

I live my life taking care of our child. I paid my sins and the only thing was left was to say this to you. I know that I've hurt you beyond extent. But I just wanted you to know that I love you and I want to say about our child. I'm not ruining your happy marriage but I just wanted you to know.