Mia KAITANA: The Lost Piece

"I love you," she uttered in what seemed to be an unaudible whisper. "But I'm no competition to her." Her heart breaks even more knowing what they had would end the moment he wakes up. She continued to caress his face with her ever so delicate fingers.

"Stay."

Her heart raced more than it already is hearing one word out of his sleep. He looked so torn. She was debating to herself if she'd take heed to his unconscious plea when the most painful thing came next.

"Veronica...I..."

"Sshh," she hushed him not wanting to hear the words she longed him to say to her. "Sleep." Her voice crack as tears flow from the realization hitting her. She looked up to the portrait of the perfect couple just above his bed. They looked so happy, so carefree, so perfect with his arms around her, his chin resting on her left shoulder. Just that and it shattered her already broken heart.

How she wished it was her. Unfortunately, her name is not Veronica, she couldn't be her and never will be. She was a very beautiful woman contrasting to her being an ordinary girl.

She watched his torned face calmed, his tensed body limped, his labored breath evens, making sure he deeply succumbs to unconsciousness before stealing a peck on his dry lips. She let her lips linger a little longer before pulling herself up.

"Goodbye, Xand," she whispered into the air before turning her heels out with an intention of not coming back into his life.