Sosefina

Prologue

"Sam, this is just not going to work." I tell the very handsome English boy, who is continuing on wrapping his arms around my waist. I look into his glistening dark blue eyes, as if he was staring into my soul.

"Love, why don't you just tell your parents that you've fell in love with a white man? I'm not going to hurt you, and I could never think of doing such a thing. It couldn't be that hard, could it?" Sam asks me, with confusion written all over his features. I scoff and roll my eyes. I don't do anything but wrap my arms around his neck, feeling safe in his embrace. I rest my chin on his shoulder, heaving a heavy sigh.

"You don't understand my parents. They're very strict and will not take no for an answer. The wedding is in a month, and I feel very wrong for going behind their backs just to see you, as if I'm sneaking around like some bimbo off the streets. I hate being dishonest to my parents like this" I tell him, breaking the hug and putting his arms to his sides. I refrain myself from letting a tear roll down my cheeks, accepting the fact that this is a permanent goodbye.

"Fina, can't you see? We love each other, we are in love. Can't you feel the unique connection between us?" Samuel tries to reach for my hand, but I quickly walk out the door of his flat facing my back towards him.

"Sosefina, please. I beg of you." He pleads, almost in a whisper. I muster all the courage I could get, and turn around to see hurt and desperation all over his face. The tears start to flow down my cheeks as I accept the defeat I have subtly denied for the past couple weeks.

"I'm sorry, Samuel. But this has to be done, for the sake of my parents. We just can't see each other anymore. I love you dearly, but this is where we have to part ways." I say to him shakily as I try to compose myself from breaking down. Never in a million years would I picture myself outside of a boy's apartment in the middle of London, crying because life is unfair. It was surprising how unexpectedly I managed to find such an amazing person as Samuel Clark, out of the blue. As much as I tried to walk away from the man in front of me, I found myself walking towards him inching closer and closer to him. We engulf each other in a tight hug that felt as if it was forever, and I felt a pair of warm lips kiss me on the forehead, before I pull out of the embrace that feels so right.

"Goodbye Samuel, you're a wonderful p-person that I wish n-nothing but the best for. You d-deserve the best and only the best." I stutter, my throat burning and feeling very dry all of the sudden. I turn on my heels, and start walking down the stairs. As I got in my car, I look up and see Samuel waving me goodbye, with a small and sad smile etched on his lips, sorrow and heartbreak written all over his beautiful features. I give him the same smile in return and wave, backing out of my parking space.

I mentally slap myself for being the most dramatic person on this earth, but also for accepting the life my parents have created for me, not the one that I wanted to live.