The Girl With a Broken Heart💔

Jake

Emma's POV
Corsica
Three months ago

Nate's words stung my heart. I wiped my tears and calmed myself before heading back to my room. I saw Niki was already in the shower, probably getting ready for the party.

I did not want to bother her with my problems, at least not on her birthday eve today, so I decided not to share anything with her.

I put on the white short dress I bought specially for tonight and combed my hair, leaving my soft curls lose brushing against my back and shoulders. I put on a light mascara and a red lip gloss completing my look.

"Oh my god! Nate is one lucky bastard", Niki entered the room in her bathrobe with another towel wrapped around her hair.

"You look gorgeous Emma, Nate will have his eyes only on you tonight. I am so excited, I know today is the big day." She stepped forward and hugged me.

"Thanks, Niki. But enough about me, today is your birthday eve, and I want to help my favourite girl in the world get ready."

Niki dazzled in the body-hugging red dress of hers and made heads turn as we walked through the corridors.

Sometimes I felt how incomplete my life would have been without her. She indeed was an indispensable part of me, someone who made me whole. She was the sister I never had.

When we reached the reception area, we met Austin and Jared, and they told us they had texted others to meet us directly at the club as it was just a 5-minute walk from our resort anyway.

We headed to the beach clubhouse. It was a colossal space which had both indoor and outdoor sitting areas. We settled ourselves outdoors next to the sea.
The sun was setting; the shades of yellow-orange and purple were slowly seeping behind the dark clouds of the night sky. The vast ocean was now covered with a blanket of shiny stars, right above the horizon.

The atmosphere was slowly turning musical, and it was slowly getting crowded. Everybody started to order their drinks while my eyes were just searching for Nate. He wasn't down yet. Guilt began dominating my instincts.

Was he not showing up because of me?

I felt responsible for all the mess I had caused ever since we got here. I felt this sudden urge to make things right, and I decided to walk back to his room, to apologise and get him to his own party.

After waiting for another twenty minutes, I excused myself from the rest of the group and headed back to the resort determined to make up with Nate. I reached the 14th floor and slowly walked towards his room.

I knocked lightly and heard no response. I then took my phone and dialled his number, but it went straight to voicemail.

I paused for a second to look around, just in case I could see any sign of him, but when there was nothing, I turned my back and started to walk out. That was when suddenly I heard a sound, and it appeared to be coming from his room. I went back to knock again but still no response.

Confused I slowly walked down the corridor, the same guy from guest services we met earlier in the day, greeted me humbly.

"Good evening madam, I see you were trying to get in your room. Did you misplace your room keys?"

"Yes, umm right, umm... ya I forgot the key. It would be great if you could help me open the door". I hesitated.

"Sure. I have a master key with me. I can help you." He offered sincerely.

We walked back to the room and using his master key; he opened the door and left with a smile.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw my worst nightmare.