Tangled in Love

Chapter 68: Price or Bombshell?

"... I am tired of you leaving me broken and hurt every time we meet, every time we meet you leave wounded... why?

She cried with throwing the photo frame on the floor. The pieces of glass shattered into million pieces while she stood up angrily and started smashing every decoration piece by throwing them on the floor and walls. She screamed as her feet wobbled - she sat down on the broken glasses not caring for the broken glasses. With shaking hands, she took out the picture from the broken frame while tears drizzled through her eyes like crystal droplets.

A sob escaped her as she closed her eyes cried with hugging the picture;

"Why is it so.... hard to get over.... your love, why are you doing this to me...?"

She said as she looked down at the photo in her lap.

After all these years she is still in love with him, she yells at him and fights with him but when she is alone she cries for him even though he broke her heart and never came back for her yet here she is crying for him like he is the only man in this planet who deserves her love. I groaned feeling irritated by her affection and faithfulness for Omair. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard her sniffing and searching for something inside her hand bag - she took out her cell phone. With shaking hands, she dials someone's number but it seems the person wasn't answering her call. She tried few more times but then I guess she typed a text and tossed her phone on the bed and looked at the picture in her lap;

"Maybe it's a one-sided love and I am the only one who is in love with you because you never said those three words to make me believe in you..."

Her words come out in a whisper as she cried out with hugging the picture in her lap and curled up on the floor not caring about the broken pieces of glasses. She didn't deserved a man like him she needs someone like me and I couldn't let her cry all night for him. So, I thought it is time for me to step out of the darkness with saying;

"Tsk, Tsk...,
heartbroken and alone..."

I said slowly while leaning in the door frame of the dark closet room.
She gasped and sat straight looking around her room- her eyes searching for me. I could see in her eyes that she recognized my voice because fear was written all over her pretty face.

"Why am I always the one to see you in your misery darling"

 I complained as I slowly step out of the dark closet room.

Her breathing stopped and her eyes went wide as saucers in shock as she saw me. I walked towards her and knelt down in front of her. I couldn't help but to laugh at her utter shock, the look of shock made me want to love her even more but I kept my sweet thoughts on the corner of my mind because tonight I had some other plans for us. She gasped when I gently cleared the tears from her pretty face and hold her wrist. I looked at the mark which I had given to her five years ago.

Oh, how could I forget that historic day when I saw my enemy confessing his undying love for the beauty in front. I tenderly caressed her wrist with the back of my thumb as I slowly removed the mask from my face. Her body was shaking in fear as her dark eyes met my gaze while her breathing was ragged. She tried to pull back her hand but I held it not letting it go; 

"I promised of being faithful to my dead lover but following you like a shadow in these past five years made me fall in love with you and now seeing you in pain and heartbroken because of that bastard is disgusting..."

I said feeling dejected as I shrugged her by her shoulder.
She tried to struggle from my grip but my hold grew strong on her shoulders;

"I let you cry and mope secretly for him but not anymore because I am here to make you mine and make you forget about him,