with pity,
Today is your birthday. You love this date! Let’s celebrate.” She tried to cheer me up but without success, I hardly moved. “Staying here crying won’t accomplish anything. He’s getting married soon, she reminded me of my downfall.
Today, exactly, en my birthday, an invitation arrived at my house for the engagement party of Angeline and William
I had woken up quite excited. As always, my mother had prepared a party for the evening, just like very year. But as soon as I went down for breakfast, this bucket of cold water was poured over me. My father was happily reading the invitation for that darn engagement, and just like that, he ruined my day. He ruined the day that was supposed to be happy for me
“Leave me alone,” 1 grumbled, turning my back to
to Olivia. I didnt want to face anyone at that moment.
“We have a party tonight,” she reminded me
Tll be ready. Now leave me!” I said again.
“I don’t ke seeing you like this. She spoke while caressing my hair.
overcome it,” I sighed. In truth, I didn’t even believe my own words. But I prayed that someday I would, indeed, overcome it.
Now that he was going to get married, I knew we would never be together again. And that slowly bears me apart every day.
e samie
It’s been four months since I decided to break up with him. They haven’t been easy months, but we managed to get through them. William avoids being in the s place as me, so over these four months, there have been a few times we’ve seen each other.
My father was even surprised by this distance, but William claimed he was dedicating himself to his future wife and their son. Angeline’s belly was already quite big. and it was a boy.
“You’ve been saying this for four months and still cry every day for that man,” she said, creasing her arms. She was impatient with me; I didn’t even want to go out anymore.
“I love him.” I whispered.
“And why on earth did you end everything with him?” she asked.
“It’s better this way…” I sighed.
“Look, honestly… Better for who, anyway? You’re suffering!” She spoke angrily and without patience. Olivia stood up, studying me as I curled up on the bed.
“Better for Angeline, for sure, my mother said as she entered the room, closing the door behind her.
My birthday
“Leave me alone.” I asked again.
“You refuse
to accept it, but everything you did only benefited that snake. She’s where she wanted to be, and soon she’ll marry pointed out.
ry the man you love,” my mother
To this day, she emphasizes how foolish I was to have left William. Because, according to her, she had never seen a love like mine and his.
“Mo” I grumbled.
“It’s the truth. I’m sure that if you talk to Williams, he’ll leave this marriage in no time,” she continued.
I sat down on the bed quickly, not caring about my appearance. Likewise, I knew I looked semble–messy hair and deep circles under m
my eyes.
“I won’t destroy a family,” I said firmly. “I don’t want to build my happiness on someone else’s sadness.”
“You know what’s best for you, my baby. But don’t stay here, suffering and drowning in tears. Today is your eighteenth birthday, go enjoy your day.”
My mother gave me a long kiss on the forehead and left my room.
I stared at the door through which my mother had passed for a few minutes. I felt so alone, and no matter how surrounded I was by people, I felt so alone.
“I think my mother is right. I can’t stay here crying over someone, especially someone forbidden to me,” I said softly, more to myself than to my friend.
“That’s the way to go, girl” she exclaimed, jumping on the bed. “Let’s go shopping”
I thought about refusing but upon reflection… Maybe a trip to the mall would do me good; it would distract me for a few hours at least.
“TII take a shower,” I informed her.
I got up from the bed and went straight to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the huge mirror in my bathroom and realized that the situation was worse than I had imagined.
Dark circles dominated my eyes.
My hair was all disheveled and frizzy, and it needed good hydration.
I took off my clothes while still in disbelief at my state. How did I let myself get to this point?
