Dealing With Mr.Heartbreaker

Chapter 13

The following night is the reception for Swayam and Sharon's wedding before they leave for their honeymoon. When I wake up the following morning, I notice the empty space beside me. I stare at it for a couple minutes, wondering if I would ever be able to fall in love again. Then again, I don't think I could ever trust anyone with my heart again. I can't help but feel depressed that I will never be loved by another. I unwillingly get out of my bed and take a shower. I notice on my way to the bathroom that I have really slept in today because it's about 3 P.M. already. I notice some missed calls from Rey, but don't feel like responding right now… maybe later, or not!
I take a warm shower and start working on my hair. I lounge around in my room watching some television for a couple hours. The dress code of the reception is black. I look through my clothing and find what I am looking for. I pull out a beautiful black halter dress.

When I look into the mirror, my satisfaction is clear across my face.
I finally head downstairs to the main hall in the hotel, where the reception is held. As soon as I walk in, I bump into my arch nemesis. My eyes linger over him wearing a sexy black suit. He wears a black shirt, with the first couple buttons open, exposing his tanned and built chest along with a black belt with a silver belt buckle. On the whole, he looked nothing short of amazing.

I just smile at his dazed state, while he looks over my appearance. I look over towards Sharon and Swayam, looking as happy as ever. Sharon has that glow emitting on her face, she looks so happy. I feel better knowing she is in safe hands and that Swayam loves her. I walk over towards the happy couple, while Rey falls into step with me. I give Sharon a quick hug and congratulate them on their marriage. Sharon just beams towards me. I smile slightly feeling a bit depressed at the moment and excuse myself.

I know I have no right to be feeling depressed, especially today. It's Sharon's day to be happy and I should be happy for her. I am excited for her, but I feel bad about my own life. Looking towards Swayam and Sharon reminds me of what a failure I was, I couldn't keep the man I loved. Sometimes I feel it would be easier to end it all, who would really miss me when I'm gone. I could never do such a thing because it would hurt my parents and Sharon more than I can possible comprehend. I wish I had a better life to live. No matter how much I try to convince myself that I don't believe love exists, one glance at Sharon and Swayam proves me wrong. It just hurts knowing that I can never have what they have because I won't ever be able to be in love again. I sigh and decide to head over to the bar. I really need a drink!