✨ Chapter 22 ✨

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Look me in the eye and tell me that everything she's saying are lies! Tell me Atif!" I yelled at him. But he didn't say anything.

At that point, I was still holding a little hope that it was all a misunderstanding. That maybe Sara was some confused woman who came in off the streets.

"Niki, Sara, I.." he mumbled and stopped without a next word.

"You what?!" I growled.

Sara sidled up close to him and stroked his hair a little, Atif lowered his eyes and turned to her.

"Sara, but how? What about your father?" he asked, putting me in more shock than I imagined was possible.

"My father's finally convinced! You don’t have to play this game with her anymore," she scowled at me, looking me from top to bottom and then smirking.

"And I figured that no time will be better than this to tell you about this" she turned her gaze at me "You, sad little wannabe, how did you even assume Atif will be into you?"

"Whatever the fuck do you mean? We were about to get married!" I growled, pushing back the lump forming in my throat.

"I'm sorry Niki, but she's right. How could you even think that I was actually serious about you?" Atif said. I felt a thunder pass upon me.

"What are you saying Atif.. I don’t understand?!" I mumbled, my heart shattering into a million pieces.

"You were my side date, Niki. I never had any serious feelings for you. It was all a temporary attraction. Sara is the love of my life," he said the words so simply as if it was no big deal.

"Then why, what's the meaning of all this? If you really wanted her, then WHY THE FUCK YOU WERE MARRYING ME?" I growled, but the toughness I wanted to put with it did’t come along. I felt like I lost all my strength to even speak anything.

"Sara's father didn't approve our relationship. And I was in immediate need to get settled. So Sara and I made this plan, that I'll marry you and when the time's right, I'll divorce you and go with her," he said with such an evil grin in his face that it made my skin crawl in hatred. It felt like my whole world had started to fall apart. Am I a freaking toy that he wanted to use and throw away? Was that all really happening?

Sara smirked, "Aw, are you upset? You should be happy and thankful to me that I saved you from a massive heartbreak, sweetheart. You at least won't be a divorcee."

I did’t believe it. I just..couldn't believe it. I turned to Atif hoping he'd say at least something but he said nothing.

"You're not gonna say anything?" I hissed out.

"I'm sorry, Niki" he muttered.

Seriously? I'm sorry? That's all he has to say?

"Don't be sorry babe, it's not your fault, it's hers!" Sara said not before she wrapped her arms around Atif and glared at me. I was too dumbfounded to say anything. I just stared at Atif with total disbelief.

"Listen, Niki.." he cleared his throat, "I know what it seems like, but you know..with Sara being next to me, I know I can't change my mind. I can never feel the same way for you that I feel for her, no matter how hard I try. I'm really sorry Niki, but I can't marry you," Atif says this words so seriously and maturely as if this is pretty normal to leave someone from the stage of their wedding. Or was it? Was I just too blind over my love for him? I don't know, man. I don’t really know anything anymore.

Honestly? I wasn’t sure if I was stuck in some weird fever dream, or an alternate dimension. Because this is not how my world worked. In my world, human emotions mattered. In my world, this is too wrong to be possible.

However, this was all happening or at least that's what's infront of my eyes right now and all I could do was watch as Atif took Sara's hands and they walked down the steps together. The two of them kissed oh-so-passionately and Sara hopped up and wrapped her legs around Atif's waist as Atif carried her down the aisle.

I wish I could be a stone, I wish I could've escaped far away from this scenario and all the people in the hall gasping and whispering words of sympathy for me. Or at least I could've pretended it didn't affect me. I could've acted as normal as Atif acted while breaking my heart.

But I couldn’t. It was just impossible. I was so fucking shocked that I couldn’t even cry to let it all out.

"But-" I was trying to push all the strength in my body to say something, to protest. But I couldn’t feel my body anymore. I think I dropped the bouqet.

Siyaah ran upto me and wrapped her arms around me, hollering my name out. But I could barely even hear what she was saying. It felt like my soul just left my body.

And then, just like that, I watched as Atif and Sara walked out of the building together.

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"And now you’ve got the whole story," I tell Nini.

I expected him to look bored with all my dramatic heartbreak story but on the contrary, he actually looks..kind of upset?

"Niki..." he whispers.

I nod, "Yeah, I know I know. Pretty pathetic, right?"

He shakes his head, "Actually, I was going to say awful. No one deserves something like this. I'm so sorry this happened to you."

"Well, honestly speaking? It was pretty, damn awful. It messed me up for a long while, and in fact, I'm still dealing with it," I confess.

I try to control the shake to my voice. But I don't think it's being very convincing.

To Be Continued ✨

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