Chapter-11

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Mia Woods

The next morning I woke up around 10 o clock in the morning.

I slowly opened my eyes and rubbed them to get the sleep off me.

I looked up and saw a mirror?

Then everything that happens yesterday came flooding back and suddenly my head started hurting.

I looked to my left and saw Mikhail. Sleeping there like a baby.

And he looked beautiful. With a peaceful expression he was sleeping like a log.

And at that moment I felt a flutter in my stomach.

What was that?

It felt funny, I ignored it and reached out to move his hair from his forehead.

And at the same moment I felt my heart stop for a moment.

What was that? 

I ignored it.

I leaned over and kissed his lips softly.
He stirred a little and then returned back to sleep.

And that moment I felt like grinning.

What was that? 

I ignored it once again. But somewhere inside me a voice answered.

You have fallen for him.

But I didn't acknowledge it and stood up.

No. Not love.

It doesn't exist.

I shook my head and got rid of those stupid thoughts.

I got up and moved to my room.

I got into the shower and all the thoughts came barging in my head.

Suddenly I felt suffocated.

Thoughts of my past, of Mikhail, of Candice, of me ruining their marriage, of Alejandro, of his love for me.

All these thoughts crowded me. I started breathing heavily. It felt like someone is trying to crush my throat.

In a second, I got out of the shower and stood in front of the mirror.

Why am I feeling these strange feeling?

And suddenly I spoke,it wasn't my words but it was the truth.

Cause you finally fell in love. And now you know the feeling and the feeling of being betrayed.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

People consider me beautiful and sexy. But it's beauty.

And beauty fades with time.

Soon I won't be as sexy or as beautiful. I would be ugly.

No one would like me.

I would be all alone.

And realization drawer upon me like a ice cold bucket.

And it stung like a fucking bitch.

And at this mom I decided something.

And I am going to fucking act on it.

I got out of the bathroom.

I changed into a pair of jeans and a simple T-shirt as I wasn't in the mood to dress up.

I dialled the only number I knew that can help me.

"Ale? "

"I need you to book a flight ticket for me. Canada. Anywhere would work. "

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