What Life Robbed Me

Chapter 3

Valeria on the picture above. (Shorter chapter)

I had someone from the house to pick up my wedding dress from the store. I had told one of the young ladies from yesterday, to order it with the right size and whatever design she wanted. I was weak, tired, and sad. I didn't have the motivation to do anything anymore. I didn't eat for days, I was missing Christopher badly. I missed him so much and I couldn't stop thinking about him. He didn't call me or come look for me at all. I was curled up in a ball, on my comfortable big bed. There was a knock on the door. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. "Come in." I said quietly. The door opens and I turn to see who it is. I see Valeria. Valeria has been working for us, since I was a baby. She comes in and sits down. "Elizabeth you need to eat something." She says rubbing my arm softly. I close my eyes again and hold my pillow close to me. "I'm not hungry." She keeps looking at me and I can tell she wanted to help me out. "I know your father is making  you do something you don't want, but sometimes we don't have a choice. We have to keep going forward, because that is what life is about." She says. I sit up and look at her. "I'm just so tired, Valeria. Tired of everything that I have to go through." I said as a tear falls down my cheek. She holds my hand and looks at me. "You know, your mother once told us a story about you. She told us how you were riding a bike and you fell. You got really hurt but you didn't Cry at all. You were very strong." She says. I smile and laugh a little and put my hair behind my ear. "I remember." I said. She got up and got near the door, "Well remember, you are way stronger now." She says as she leaves the room. She did make me feel a bit better and she made me realize that I can do this, I can do it. Two years go by fast and I'll finally be with Christopher again. I head downstairs and sat down for dinner. I see my father come and he sits across from me. I continue to eat and acted like he wasn't there at all. He clears his throat and I can tell he was looking at me. "You know you made the right decision right? Cameron is one of the wealthiest people out there." He said grabbing his fork. I continue to eat. "Oh really? Nice to know." I said picking on my potatoes. He grabs wine and looks at it. "Cameron was way better than Christopher anyways because- "that's enough!" I yelled. I get and look at him. "I'm tired of all of this, but I won't let you talk like that, about Christopher. After those two years, I won't put a foot on this house anymore." I said. "Honey, I just wanted to save the money." I laugh and look at him. "It's your money dad, not mine." I said as I turn around head back to my bedroom. As I close the door I turn around and see a big, and white box on my bed. "My wedding dress...." I said as I walk and grab the box throwing it to the ground. I lay Down on my bed and just close my eyes. I didn't want to think about anything anymore, the wedding was tomorrow.