Ten years ago, he promised the world, the stars and the galaxy. He promised to protect me. He promised to build a life with me. He promised to marry me.
And now, I am standing here, holding a bouquet of flowers and ready to walk to the altar. All smiles while people are staring at me. And when the event organizer signalled at me, I started to walk.
I stared at him. He was staring at me too. When he smiled at me, I did the same. My eyes watered but I held it back.
His parents were staring at me too. I also gave them a smile. When my eyes landed to my dad, I did smile too.
When I reached the altar, I turned right to my designated seat. Then a wedding song played. All eyes went back to the church's door. It slowly opened and revealed my step-sister in her wedding dress. Yes, I am their maid of honor.
She was glowing and smiling. She started to slowly walk towards the man who promised me everything. To the man whom I loved the most. To her groom.
When she reached on the center of the aisle, she was accompanied by my dad and her mom. They are so happy.
My dad gave her hand to the groom when they reached him. They gave hugs and kisses to each other. Then the two went to the altar. I tore my eyes off them.
I felt betrayed but what can I do? My step-sister is already pregnant and the father is the man that I loved. I even caught them with my own eyes doing the deed.
I can't even ditch their wedding because my dad will get so mad at me. He is my only family left. I can't lose him also.
"Speak now or forever hold your peace."
When the priest said that, I wanna stand up and object but I saw my step-mom glaring at me. The wedding continued as my heart bleeds until it is over and they sealed it with a kiss.
The reception took place in a five star hotel. It was so extravagant that the visitors was in awe. It looks like a fairytale. My step-sister looks like a princess and my ex-boyfriend looks like her prince.
I can't take it anymore so I went out. I don't know where to go. I am so lost and so hurt.
My feet led me to a garden. It is not so dark but it is not so bright also. I sat on the bench and heaved a sigh. Why did I end up this way? Why did my step-sister and my ex-boyfriend do that to me?
I've been controlling my anger since the day they planned the wedding and now that I am alone, I broke down.
I can't even control my tears streaming down my face. I was even sobbing. I covered my face with both of my hands.
After a while, I heard someone speak.
"I hate to see a lady crying."
I peeked through the spaces of my fingers. I saw a hanky offered to me. I reluctantly accepted it. I wiped my tears using the hanky and I saw my make up stained on it. I was also losing my breath too while crying. I feel like I want to vomit.
"Water?" that cold baritone voice asked again offering me a bottled of water.
I hesitantly took it because I feel like it's too much of help already. I tried to open the cap but it seems like it's too tight.
"Want me to help you?" he said and that's the time I look up and saw his face. My heart skipped a beat.
He has a slicked back hair, thick eyebrows, long lashes and brown eyes that makes you want to drown in them. His pointed nose that you wanna envy and his red thin lips that makes you want to ravish them.
Wait..why am I thinking like that? I was crying right now because of the pain in my heart. I was in sorrow because I lost the one that I loves. Why was I admiring the man that I just saw? I don't even know his name yet.
"Oh please! Stop eye-raping me." he said and then chuckled. Amused even.
"Excuse me?" my brows furrowed at him.
He sat beside me without even asking permission. Well, the bench is not mine so why would he ask permission to me?
"Just kidding. Here's your water." he handed me the water bottled and I accepted it and drink from it immediately.
The water stopped my urge to vomit from too much crying and it steadied my breathing.
"Thank you for the hanky and the water." I softly said. Ashamed that he saw me crying.
"No biggie. Are you okay now?" he asked with concern. His voice also sounded like a lullaby.
"I don't think I'll be okay anytime soon." a lone tear escaped my eye while I remembered the kiss my step-sister and my ex shared.
He extended his arm towards my face and he carefully wiped my tear with his thumb.
"It's normal to cry when you're in pain. It is also normal to get wounded but always remember that every wound heals in no time. And the scars teaches us on how to be tough." he blurted out. He was staring at me. No, he was like staring at my soul.
"Thank you for your words of encouragement. I just don't know what to do right now." my voice laced with so much pain.
He spread his arms. Clueless, I looked at him.
"Want some hug?" he asked smiling at me.
His broad shoulders looks like it's nice to cry in them and his chest looks comfortable. His face was enticing me to go in between his arms and so I did.
Without any inhibitions, I cried on that stranger's shoulders while telling him what happened to me. Avoiding the fact that it was so electrifying being in his arms.
He was my saviour.
