The Forgotten Ones

Memories

Song: Bad Liar by Imagine Dragons 

I didn't call or visit Willa for a while. With work and everything, plus the fact that everything has been strange between us, it just didn't feel right to talk to her at the moment. I just thought that giving her that break from me and that pressure I was giving her could do some good. 

With my meeting with Ethan though, he has updated me a bit on her. Just telling me that Willa is fine but still the same. Even though he and I had an agreement, I didn't want to focus so much on her. I still have to focus on my job and on my own situation. 

I was sitting at home, a newspaper in hand and some breakfast in front of me. From my marriage with Willa to my almost marriage with Elizabeth, I had noticed that I work a lot. And I realized that it is important for me to at least take one day off each week to just myself. It wasn't me being selfish. It was me trying to take care of myself. It felt nice although I still felt so alone. I have been trying to find things to do around the house although I couldn't think of a lot. I read books on business, did some work, even cleaned a bit but even then, I couldn't do a whole lot. 

I didn't want to go out often with the media and all.  I just didn't want all the attention. Although things with my almost marriage has slowed down and started to disappear, I still get a few people asking about what had happened and what the sudden change in mind was. Of course, I couldn't tell them though. I don't want anyone to know about Willa or my past. It's been hard enough to deal with it all knowing it's my fault. 

As I was reading the newspaper, I suddenly hear my doorbell go off. Confused, I put the paper down and got up, walking -towards the front door. I can't imagine anyone coming over, especially at this time of day. It wasn't too early but still early. Opening the door though, it revealed Elizabeth. 

She was dressed in dress pants, a white blouse with a grey suit jacket, holding a black purse in one arm. I was surprised to see her here. I haven't spoken to her ever since I called off the wedding. I talked to her lawyers more than I did with her to figure things out. But that was it. Seeing her now though, I felt this deep pang in my chest. Yes, I love Willa but I also had feelings for Elizabeth. It wasn't like I was marrying her for nothing. And yes, I was the one to call of the wedding but it still made me sad to know that I was going to leave her. 

Seeing her now, I at least know that she looks good. Better than what she looked like from the wedding rehearsal. 

"Elizabeth, you're here. Hello." I say, my voice a bit shaky. 

Her red painted lips lift up a little in the corner before she straightens up. "I just thought we could have a chat. Just some explanations. We never did talk about everything that happened after the event." She says with a very professional tone. I nodded. I shouldn't be surprised. Of course she would want some answers. I would want some too if I were her. Leaving a wedding for a girl you thought you never had any relationship to. I opened the door wider for her, allowing her to step in. 

After I had closed the door, I turned and looked at her. I could see her looking around my house, observing everything around her. Even though I was still living in the same home we had stayed in, I had a lot of things changed. I didn't want to have a lot of traces of Elizabeth to be in the house to remind me of everything I did wrong. She did take most of her things when she moved out but still, there were small traces of her. 

"I like what you have done to the place. I always thought you had no sense of style. I can see I was wrong." She says, her voice soft yet stern. I didn't know if that was true. Giving the place a small look, I just shrugged. I only wanted the place to look decent yet still like home. I liked it this way. Not too overloaded with things yet still enough to make things feel a bit closed. Not too simplistic and open.