"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 looked straight out to the streets as we drove away from Jean’s new home. I tried my best not to look back because who knows what will happen if I did. I feel empty. I wished we will not come up to this but it did. Remembering how she looked at me last night at Corsica broke my heart, understanding the fact that she could not be with me anymore. She’s too broken, she cannot be okay until I let her go.


　　I’m sorry it took too long for me to realize, Jean. I hope you’ll be okay soon.


　　The whole ride I am just quiet, with no tears at all. Keith is beside me, driving me back to the penthouse in the city. I took a deep breath. “Hey, man. Are you okay?” Keith asked, breaking the silence. I know he wants to ask me that question for a while now. He just does not know how.


　　“I just lost her,” I muttered, letting out a small laugh. My eyes are locked at the car windows.


Chapter 38