Chapter 4

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Silvia POV:
My mum was reaching out a wedding invitation to a woman I recognized as her friend when Celine and I walked in...

At the sight of that oxygen fled from my lungs ....
The smile Celine and I had been sharing about my stupidity earlier all turn into sprinkles of heavy terror..

My hands and legs were unbelievably shaking as I stare down at the invitation card .....

I felt Celine grab my arm, my mum was speaking but the sinister and inflection of their tone were totally inaudible to my ears ...

I try convincing myself this whole stuff was a nightmare, I thought I could move on with this but am I really strong enough to,,,

This kind of pain of getting dumped and dragged through the mud by the man I love got the whole world spinning around me ...

Guess I had given my heart too young to know better ....too young and naive not to realise when Nate had started lieing to me...

All I ever did was believe and dance to every promises he made , am just too stupid, very stupid ...

Whatever was happening around me became so blurry, I knew I couldn't stop the tears from rushing down my eye, I couldn't keep it,

Oh God how Hard I try ,,....
Do I really deserve this humiliation?? Do my family really deserve this disgrace Nate had inflict upon them do they...??
Where ever he is I just wish he die a begger,

The moment I found myself on the sofa with a pillow supporting my head ,,,
I knew Celine already told my mum everything as I met with with her supporting gaze and that of Celine who was sitting not far from her,,,

My mum was staring down at me as this odd feeling rushed down my throat ,
I was surprised all I saw in her eyes was just concern,
No fear ,no fright, no tears or this worried look on comments people might make about her daughter fiancee dumping her just two weeks to her wedding ...
If I were nothing as strong as my mum and dad then who did I take after....

My mum is a kinda woman with virtue and this type of inner spark...she is a perfect guidian, vigilant and scrupulous...
A woman who reads mind faster than a computer ,,, she always predicts and it comes out exactly as she said...
If she wasn't my mum , I would have viewed her as a wierdo or maybe a fortune teller,
Right from the start it was like she knew nothing was gonna come out between me and Nate ...

She had directly told me he isn't the one ,,,
Like he isn't the one am suppose to be with.....the saying that I haven't met him yet or something ...

"He isn't your future husband Silvia"

But guess anything for my happiness she's ready to accept them........,,.,...,now with this look on her face ...

I realise she knew all along this was coming, she knew it and had warned me for it but guess I was too blinded by love to listen ....
If he wasn't my future husband then who is he,,,
Where the hell is he when a man had done this to me ...
Where the hell is he when some disgusting pig had rapped me
Surely we can never meet cause am done ............, totally done for love,
Because true love itself is a treacherous feelings littered with carefulness ...and if its gone it always cast its share along with it. ...

Now that my heart had been ripped apart ....
Now that love has totally torn my heart apart ...I doubt we would ever meet , cause all i feel now for men was irritation and disdain.

. They irritates me completely
..everything about their existence is disgusting ...

I sniffled and swiped a hand beneath my nose ...I gritted my teeth against the urge to cry ...
.lord have mercy , if I started to cry all over again ...if I let this dam crack of tears starts to flow once more then it would only proves how weak am I ...
I just wish my mum hadn't seen me like this or I hadn't fall so weak in front of a guest like that ...

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