Dear Caden,
We were grade 11 and it was Valentine’s Day. The student council of the Senior High School department organized a masquerade party.
“Gwyn, can you be my date?” you asked me three days before the party.
I froze on my feet and the world just stopped. I know it was just an invitation for a date but it feels like you’ve just proposed for marriage.
I prepared myself for that special night. I was still puzzled that you didn’t ask Elinor like everyone had expected. But, I didn’t care anymore because I just won.
We both walk in to the room with my hand tightly gripped to your left arm. I am so sure everyone was looking at us.
Just then Elinor appeared before us. He grabbed you on the other arm and pulled you closer to her with all the force she got. Then she leaned forward and kissed you in front of everyone surrounding us.
I was dumbfounded.
You know what’s more heartbreaking? You cupped her face with your hands and kissed her back.
A tear slipped on my face followed by another until I was crying. Big thanks that it was a masquerade party and no one have seen me like that.
The hurt and shame you made me feel was deadly.
I pulled my gown up and walked away, ready to get home and cry more.
Love, Gwynett Ysabelle Anne
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Love, Gwynett Ysabelle Anne
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