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It wasn’t right. It was wrong. What I was doing was so very wrong.

I sat there battling an internal struggle, my heart was going to explode. It was beating uncontrollably. I was there but I wasn’t.

And then...

Everything went cold.

I felt him before I even turned around to face the consequences of my actions. For watching his proposal, his wedding to a woman who wasn’t here.

Where was she?

Where was Bailey?

It was the never-ending question the man behind me could only answer.

I felt his misery.

His agony.

His isolation and despair.

I felt it all, stabbing a knife into my back. Over and over and over again.

My hand immediately went to my chest, my heart breaking, shattering to the ground. Only emphasizing where fragments of his laid next to mine.

Nothing could have prepared me for the sequence of events that happened next. The unbearable weight of his demons were beyond my control. I surrendered to them.

I surrendered to him.

Longing for the resolutions in a situation I still had no idea about. He wanted to brand me with his devastation, and there I sat willingly taking every marking. It gave me comfort in a place I knew was about to turn ugly.

“You’re the beat in my heart, the blood running through my veins… I can’t promise you that tomorrow will be easy, or that there aren’t rough roads ahead, but I can promise you that I will forever be there with you, standing beside you, holding your hand, loving you with everything that I am. I thank God every day for the gift that is you.”

More tears slid down my cheeks, adding to my frazzled state. The desire to fall apart was there. I was on the cusp of losing a battle I wasn’t equipped for.

No weapons.

No armor.

No protection against the deafening silence standing guard at the far side of the living room behind me.

“Will you do me the honor of being mine forever? Will you marry me, Beauty?”

“Of course, yes, yes, yes a million times over!”

I shut my eyes like a child watching a scary movie. Terrified of what surprise was going to jump out, of what would happen next.

I wanted to scream…

To run…

To hide…

But that wouldn’t change anything.

I was there … he was there … and for the first time we were finally going to meet.

I dug my nails into my skin, trying to take away the pain he was suffering. Anything to take away the hurt I felt, having to endure his worst nightmare.

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