"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

　　I am bored. I can’t focus on my shifts. I just want the day to be over. For some reason, I can’t wait to go home. Am I being lazy these days? It’s not really me to be like this. Ever since my birthday, which was two days ago, I have been feeling like this. It’s weird. I should not get used to feeling like this. Having these habits, and I’ll have my dreams fall down in front of my face in a snap. Laziness and procrastination is not an option here in medical school.


　　I excused myself from the room after the appointment with a patient is done. It’s time for my lunch break and Hailey is absent today apparently. I walked over to the staff lounge and prepared myself a cup of coffee. While I was there staring at the abyss, taking sips of my coffee, a man walked over to me who is probably around my age. He is making himself a cup of coffee too.


Chapter 33