"5, I met you. Understood that I was born to marry you. You were silent, you were shy. But I managed to make you be my friend.

At age 13, I fell in love with you. I loved your cheeky smile.  I loved the way I am the only person you rely on.

At age 17, I became yours and promised myself to you. I pledged to wait for you no matter how long. You were sweet, caring, and treated me like I'm the only woman in your world.

At age 18, you left. Moving to another country to meet the future that you are born to. I waited but you hardly called.

At age 25, you came back for me, but you're not the man I knew.
From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. It was okay. Everything was great. I loved him as we played on the playgrounds, as we watched grow up- and he loved me. Suddenly, he left with his father to go to Italy leaving me behind for seven years, he came back but he wasn't the same.
From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. I was happy to be his. But he was no longer the man who I was betrothed to"

His betrothed

　　The incident last night with Matteo literally took a toll on me that I had to clear my head for the day. I was just off from Dr. Briston’s clinic and had my laser therapy done. She informed me that it will take some time to heal and I should make sure to keep it away from the sun as much as possible. The whole treatment was a little ticklish but I was able to tolerate it enough.


　　I spent the rest of my day walking around the mall, hauling a bunch of stuff because it’s my way of distracting my mind. Heavy paper bags are now occupying both of my hands and I really wanted to just sit down. I stopped by a café and ordered myself a latte and a slice of red velvet cake. I really don’t want to go home today but I guess I have to.


Chapter 28