I Love Him?

Cicilia's POV:

A few hours later, my phone's notification went off and I checked it to see a message from an unknown number.

And on opening it, I saw an image.

An image of Seb and a girl who was kissing each other.

WTF!?

No, no, no, this can't be true. But the more I stared at the picture the more clearer it became. It was of Rome only. And Seb was kissing that girl, on her lips.

It was not photoshopped, it looked completely real, real enough to break my heart into millions of pieces.

But why, Seb?

He promised me, he said he would never leave me, that he would always be there with me. And I trusted him, I trusted his words.

He cheated on me.

A sob left my mouth as tears started streaming down my face.

I liked him, I literally liked him, I trusted him, I was happy with him. He was everything I ever wanted, I wanted to spend the rest o my life with him.

Why does every time I think that things would be good now, a new drama comes up?

Angela, who was playing on the bed, looked at me curiously.

I picked her up and placed her in my lap as I looked at her.

He had a daughter, and he loved her, he really does, then why?

Can't I be happy? Don't I deserve a drama-free life? Am I that worthless?

Soon, the sadness in me was replaced as anger started building inside me. He broke his promise and I had to confront him.

I picked up the phone and called him but he never picked up my call. I tried again but then also he didn't pick it up. I forwarded that image to Seb. And I threw the phone on the bed in frustration.

I could do nothing but cry about it.

I cried for I don't know how many hours.

And then suddenly, my phone rang. The caller ID flashed Seb's name.

I wiped away my tears and picked up the call.

"Where did you get that pic from?", He asked the moment I picked up the call.

"Does that matter?! You broke your promise. You promised me Seb, didn't you?! You said you would never leave me, that you will always be there for me but no, you cheated on me, Seb!", I screamed at him as once again the tears started to fall from my eyes.

"Listen to me, darling--"

"I am not your darling anymore, Seb. I am not yours anymore. I hate you!"

"Will you let me explain?!"

"What would you explain, that that picture is false, that it is photoshopped?!"

"That picture--"

"I don't wanna listen to your false explanations. I hate you! You know what, I regret marrying you. I thought I would be happy...I was happy, Seb. I was happy...I wanted to spend my life with you but you destroyed it!"

"Cicilia! Let me speak at least!"

"No, I don't wanna listen to you!"

There was a long pause, after which he spoke, "If you don't wanna listen, then don't, fine!"

I flinched at his tone after which the call ended. He was pissed off...but, why should I care?

What should I do now?

Leave his house? But I have nowhere else to go.

Fine...I am staying here for a few more days!

So, I spent the next two days, crying my heart out. He never called again nor did I.

All I did in those days was, sleeping, taking care of Angela, then again sleeping. I hardly ate.

I wonder what he must be doing...he must be with his girlfriend. Why should I care?

It was evening when my phone rang and I picked it up to see that Amanda was calling.

"Hello?", I said dryly.

"Hey... what's wrong with you?"

"No... nothing."

"Come on, something is definitely wrong with you, now tell me."

I was not able to hold back my tears and a sob left my mouth.

"Cicilia? What happened?", She asked, "did Sebastian do anything. Just tell me and he would be dead in a few seconds."

"Can...I meet you?"

"Oh, of course...or wait, I am coming over to your place. Wait for me."

"Ok." With that, I hung up the call.

I wanted to talk to someone and she was the only person I had that I could talk with.

And she said, she was at my doorstep within fifteen minutes.

As I opened the door, she exclaimed, "Oh my god, Cicilia! look what you have made of yourself!"My eyes were puffed and red from crying and my body looked pale because of not eating properly.

I hugged her, as tears started rolling down my cheeks.

She hugged me back as she rubbed my back.

As I pulled apart, she guided me towards the kitchen and made me sit on at the dining table as she placed a glass of water in front of me.

She sat beside me as I took a sip of the water.

"Now, what happened?", She asked softly.

"Seb...left for Italy three days ago and the next day, I received an image from an unknown number, he was...sharing a kiss with some other girl."

"He cheated on me, Amanda", I added.

"But...how can...he lov--I mean, how can he do that? Can you show me that picture?"

I nodded before opening my phone and showed her that image.

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she looked at the image and then a small smile graced her lips.

Why is she smiling?

"Don't tell me that this pic is photoshopped?", I said to her.

"No, no, Cicilia", she said shaking her head, "this picture is two years old."

Two years old?! It means--

"He didn't even know you back then", she laughed.

"Didn't you talk to Seb?", She asked again.

I did but I didn't let him say anything.

"I--I...I did but...I just screamed at him and... didn't let him speak", I whispered the last part.

"You know what, her name is Caroline, she was one of my models. He used to date her at that time, this picture is of the time when they went to Italy together. Someone played a prank on you."

A feeling of guilt took over me. Why do I have to jump to conclusions every time?! I said so much to him.

"Oh my God! What did I do?!", I said placing my head in between my hands.

"Calm down, Cicilia. Just call him and tell him that it was a misunderstanding, I know he will understand", Amanda consoled me.

"He is extremely angry at me, Amanda. When I didn't let him speak, he got pissed off."

"Don't worry, I know him, he can't be angry at you. Just say sorry to him, okay?" I nodded slowly.

"Where is Angela, by the way?", she asked.

"Must be sleeping", I said slowly.

"I will check up on her", she said getting up and making her way upstairs.

What the hell did I do?! I even told him that I hate him! No, I don't hate him, of course not.

I like him...maybe more than just like.

I...I love him? No, no, I don't love him or I do?

Just then Amanda walked in with Angela in her arms.

"She was already awake when I went into the room, was trying to climb out of the crib", she chuckled.

"Amanda?", I said.

"Yes, what happened?", She said sitting opposite to me with Angela.

"Do I...do I love him?" Her eyes widened for a second.

"You should be knowing that, how can I tell you that", she was right, "think about it."