What Once Was A Fairytale

Chapter 1

Sophie's POV #1

I closed my room door silently and leaned behind it. It's really hard to hold back the tears but it was too late for anything. It's simply over. Nothing can be done now. The night lamp added a melancholic aura to my room. I was sitting on the corner, leaning on the door with a pillow on my lap and my face buried into it. The pillow was damp. I raised my head up trying to make up my mind that this was all a nightmare. But as soon as I thought that, a tear slid down my left cheek and after a quarter of seconds, followed by another tear from my right eye which ran across my right cheek. 

Two weeks ago everything had been just fine. I just can't understand this. He's changed so much in the past few months. We had barely spoken to each other or even gone out together. I tried my best to get him to speak to me but each time he would be engrossed in some other work, too busy to pay attention to me, too busy even to greet me with a cheerful smile. Thought he did speak to me a few times, I could sense harshness and irritation in his tone, so unlike his usual self and yesterday in this same room we fought, again, for the last time... It was a bitter fight - the worst memory ever. He didn't listen to anything I had to say, ignored all my pleas and tears, so we finally... we... broke up... I didn't try to stop him or follow him, I was too exhausted anyway and furious, furious that I had to be blamed for everything.  

I could still remember his warm, caring touch on my soft cheeks, although it seemed like a lifetime away. Times of innocence, times of playful teasing - had gone irreversibly with a fight. 

I looked around the room with a tear-stained face, taking in the painful memories. I remember him as a guy who always showed me his soft side. But why was it that he couldn't yesterday? At the thought of the harsh words he had used on me, fat round tears rolled down my cheeks. It would be a big lie if I said I never felt hurt or sad or angry. I always had tried my best and stashed my heartbreaking feelings away but now, I just couldn't do that. It's very hard, really hard... He had made up his mind. Nothing could stop him now... Nothing at all...  

And another tear trickled down my left cheek...