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Chapter -16

Chapter 16- That moment when every depressing song seemed like the definition of my life.

Heyy cupcakes! Wow, you guys were taken aback the last chapter right? Your response blew me away and thank you so much for the questions! I'll try hard to post the FAQ chapter up soon!

Anyway here's the newest chapter!

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Yashie

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"Are you excited, Sophia? You must be very happy, right?" Lexie, my sweet heart of a nurse asked as she prepped me up to meet my doctor to get my cast removed finally.

I nodded giving her the fake smile that I had been giving the entire world. I was trying to hide everything I felt inside- pain, loss, heart break and coldness. I was stone cold. I pulled through each day with absolutely no will, everything had fallen apart for me. Once again. Letting him go was supposed to make me forget but it only made him haunt me every single second of the day, little memories, words that echoed back to me and twisted my heart a little more. Part of me wanted to run back to him, pull him closer to me and not let him go, a forbidden part of me that wanted to speak up and tell him to come back to me. But of course, that wasn't possible, those were my wildest dreams, reality was worse. Truth was, that he was some other woman's man, he was meant to hold, love and cherish some other woman. Truth was, he wasn't mine.

Lexie told me to wait as he went to fetch doctor Sherman. I laid against the bed and sifted through the glossy new magazines on the bedstand, till my eyes fell on the newest one on the pile and I felt my heart sink.

Celebrity Chef Austin Hamilton to marry socialite Esmeralda Chambers!

My eyes blurred at the sight of a candid shot of Austin and Esmeralda in a fancy event with smiles on their faces, Esmeralda had her head on Austin's shoulder, her face glowing. My eyes scanned the article and my eyes welled up at the wedding date that was printed in celebratory letters. 11th November 2015, just a month away. The tears in my eyes didn't allow me to read any further. The sad thing was, there was nothing I could do about it.

I shook my head, I needed to get a grip, pining after something that was never mine in the first place was just a lost cause. I needed to face the facts. But the thing about human mind was that it was most attracted to the very thing it tried to push away. As much as I was trying to let everything go, an incorrigible piece of me was still hanging on to him, waiting. I waited for the screen to flash with his name on it. I was waiting for him to call, to reach out to me, as bad as it was. But it was ridiculous considering I was the one who had kicked him out, I was the one who had sent his calls to voicemail, deleted his messages and ghosted him for a month now, what was I expecting?

The door started to creak open and I quickly wiped away my tears, ready to put on my façade and face the world.

By evening, my cast had come off, I still needed crutches but I could do major work, thanks to all my physiotherapy sessions. The fact that I had started to walk again was what making me feel a little better about myself. Being crippled wasn't exactly my cup of tea. Trish and Alex came to pick me up right on time.

'Hey love, how are you feeling?" Alex asked, taking in my homeless person look. I was rocking this style for the past month and I think by now, my friends had accepted it.

"Great." I murmured, laying my head against his shoulder, sighing, feeling drained.

Trish arched her eyebrow at my lie but said nothing. Apart from looking like a homeless person, I was turning into a professional white liar, agreed not a very convincing one.