The morning was like any other morning, breakfast with the family, my mom laughing , my dad reading and my siblings making trouble. These are the time I appreciate having a loving family, and a place I could call home, but eventually, I came to giving up all this for him, because I loved him I followed him when he came to asked if I would go with him to America, because his business was taking off, and their was more opportunity their than they were here in Mabel. He made promises and I believe him, because I love him and he loved me, I knew he would never betray me, it was our promise and he promised me forever. So I pack and left with him leaving only a letter of goodbye to my family, telling them not to worry, that I will be happy, because I will be starting a new life with the man I love, supporting him, loving him, and never betraying him.
The year 1940
Its has been 5 year since leaving home and I have never regretted, even though I sometime miss my family, Seth made sure I had everything and that I was happy, he did not break his promise. These five years was hard but we managed and now his business is slowly rising up, I did as much as I could for him, cooking so he could come home to a warm meal, because I knew how tired he his, after coming from work I would have a nice warm bath ready and would give him massages, he would always grown with satisfaction and I would smile because of the look he had on his face.
Our life was perfect, but I guess it was too perfect, that it started to show sign of imperfection.Life was never meant to be perfect I taught, so even when I saw the signs of imperfection I did not pay it any mind, because I trusted and loved him. He was my Seth, he would never hurt me because he loves me. Love is really blind the me then was really blind, but I guess I was willing to be blind. being blind was better than seeing the little path of red on his neck are the smell of rose on his shirt. He loves me he would never betray me, I kept repeating that sentence in my head, their was no cracks of imperfection, our life was perfect, it was perfect and it will remain perfect.
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Redemption
RomanceIf love brings pain why do we love. loving, hating but we still end up breaking. The heart is fragile, why not put it in a cage, lock it up and throw away the key. Loving you was like worshipping god but you did not worship me back, instead my love...
