Rich, Famous and Partnerless

Father Nathaniel

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"It takes years as a woman to unlearn what you have been taught to be sorry for. It takes years to find your voice." -
Amy Poehler
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Jules

We were both silent throughout the ride. As the car came to a stop, I couldn't help but finger the fountain pen in my breast pocket. Not that I think she would try murder me or anything but.. well, better safe than sorry.

She steps out and, not certain of what to do, I stay seated in the car. Surprisingly, she comes to my side and opens the car door for me!

Left with no choice now, I step out of the car, all the while giving her a suspicious look which she only responds to with a smile.

Furious and curious at the same time, I turn away from her only for my eyes to land on a magnonimous three-storey mansion which looks like it had just been taken out of some aristocratic British movie set. By merely looking at the menacing building, the first thought that comes to mind is Royalty.

Now that I think about it, this building looks very familiar. Then, like a sharp jolt from a live wire, the bittersweet memories of this place pushes through the barrier I had built against them and plays through my mind like an old movie.

The first thing I remember about this place is that it was inside this very building that Jace had made love to me for the very first time. It was also in this building that I had told my one month old boyfriend, Jace, that I love him.

And he hadn't been able to say it back.

But stupid me had taken his silence for shyness. And concluded in my heart that he would tell me he loved me too when the time comes. But..

..the time never came.

Rather, he had thrown both me and my foolish love out of his life without even uttering a word. All he had to do was get married to one of America's most gorgeous supermodels who, as I keenly gaze at now, hasn't changed a bit even after seven years.

"You're coming?" she asks nonchalantly as the gates slide open immediately she approaches them.

Tears of betrayal and resentment threaten to make their way down my face. But I blink them back.

Between the humiliation of seven years ago and this, I find it hard to decide which is worse.

And if either husband or wife expects me to step into that house to be humiliated further, then they are up for a big disappointment.

I give Loretta a resentful glare and leave her standing with mouth agape, pretending not to be in on her husband's Humiliate Jules plan.

It is only when I walk a good distance away from her that I realize I don't know where I am. As a matter of fact, I am presently walking on an empty, lonely and narrow road, with not even a single building in sight.

Since the only time I've ever been here was seven years ago when Jace and I were still together, I have no idea where to turn.

I look around with a little bit of apprehension. The whole place looks like some scene from NH10. Only the road here is narrower and it isn't night time.

With no cellphone on me, I have no way of contacting anyone. And I definitely am not about to go back and ask Loretta for help.

So, therefore, I am lost.

Undaunted and strengthened by the betrayal, hate and disappointment I am feeling, I keep on walking, faster than before.

After walking a good distance, I finally reach an empty highway. Heels in hand, I start to walk on the flat, sandy sidewalk with no idea of exactly what I'm going to do.