CHAPTER 20

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Zoe-Ana/ Zoe P.O.V

I always knew that my sister was the strong one, the one who could handle anything that came her way.

But I was trapped in a world of my own, a world of violence and fear. I thought that I was in love, that my boyfriend was the one who could protect me. But as time went on, I realized that I was wrong.

He was controlling, possessive, and dangerous. And I was scared, trapped in a relationship that I couldn't escape.

I thought I knew him, thought I loved him. Five years, that's how long we were together. Five years of laughter, tears, and adventure. Or so I thought.

It started with little things, little lies that I brushed off as harmless. But then, the lies got bigger, the secrets deeper. And I was blind, so blind.

He was charming, charismatic, and controlling. He had a hold on me that I couldn't shake. And I thought that was love.

But the truth hit me like a ton of bricks. A chance encounter, a whispered secret, and my world came crashing down.

He was never who he said he was. His name, his job, his past - all lies. And I was left with the shattered remains of my heart.

I feel like a fool, a pawn in his game of deception. Five years, wasted. But I won't let him define me. I'll rise up, I'll move on, and I'll learn to love again.

This time, with my eyes wide open.

I thought I knew him, thought I loved him. But now, I realize I never knew him at all. The man I thought I loved was a stranger, a fraud.

I'm angry, I'm hurt, and I'm scared. Scared of what could have been, scared of what could still be. But most of all, I'm scared of myself. How could I have been so blind? How do I tell my sister?

I try to replay our time together in my head, try to remember the signs, the red flags. But they were all hidden behind his charming smile and his sweet words.

I thought we had a future, a life together. But now, I see that it was all a lie. And I'm left with nothing but the shards of my broken heart.

But as I sit here, crying and hurting, I realize something. I am strong. I am resilient. And I will get through this.

I will rise up, I will move on, and I will learn to love again. This time, with my eyes wide open.

I started to see a therapist, someone who helps me work through my emotions. I learn about gaslighting, about manipulation, and about the signs of abuse. I realize that I was not alone, that there are others out there who have gone through the same thing.

I started to focus on myself, on my own healing. I take up yoga, meditation, and writing. I learn to love myself, to care for myself, and to prioritize my own needs.

But just as things are starting to look up, my ex reappears. He shows up at my doorstep, begging for forgiveness, promising to change. He tells me that he can't live without me, that he needs me.

I am torn, torn between the past and the present. Part of me still loves him, still wants to believe in him. But another part of me knows that I deserve better, that I deserve someone who will truly love me, truly respect me.

But I let him know that there will never be another chance for us.. I choose happiness, I choose healing. Im choosing myself.

I locked the door and went to my kitchen and got a tub of ice-cream and went and turn on my Fav cartoon.

I finally find the happiness I deserve, the happiness I thought I had found with my ex. But this time, it's real. This time, it's true.

My ex, on the other hand, is left alone, left to face the consequences of his actions. He realizes too late that he lost the best thing he ever had, that he threw away the love of a lifetime.

I pity him, I really do. I pity him for his ignorance, for his arrogance, and for his loss. But I don't waste my time on him, I don't waste my energy on him. I focus on my new life, my new love for myself and my new happiness.

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