Second Chances

Chapter:03

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Chapter:3 Published 08/01/2018

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Noah

It was early in the morning and the sun was just rising, so here I was, sitting on my bed just thinking about Caroline. It has been two days since she died. 

Her absence was too much, never did I realize how much I would miss her once she was gone.

I want you to promise me that when I die you will move on, after my death doesn't hurt you no more, I want you to promise me that you will find love with someone else.

The faint sound of her voice crosses my mind. Making me wonder if I was capable of making that promise. The mere thought of it made me upset. I didn't want no one else but her, but that will never happen. All of our dreams demolished two days ago.

At this moment I was glad I had nothing to do today because I didn't have the energy to do anything. It was more convenient that it was Fridays because that I did not have a lot to do but attend a few classes in the afternoon. 

What was I suppose to do without her?

I thought.

I didn't even remember how my life was before I met her.

Which made it harder for me move on.

Sighing I got up from my bed and preceded to take a shower because even if I felt tired, I know she wouldn't like it if I were to stay home all day.

Gabriella

I was up early and my only friend right now was coffee. But this was the same story of everyday. Except this time he wasn't drinking coffee with me.

My mind kept drifting to him every time I did something that reminded me of him and it was hurting me inside.

How was I suppose to live without him?

Feeling my eyes watering up I stood up. Closing my eyes, I twisted my ring, trying to stop the tears from falling.

Twisting the ring that he had put on my finger when he proposed had developed into a habit.

After making sure that no tears would fall, I let out the air I was holding in.

I had to arrive at the restaurant at seven on the dot, but right now it was 6:15 a.m. The owner Mr. Adams decided that I did not need to work everyday which was fine with me. Here I was killing time. Before I got up to get ready. Yesterday he had given the uniform which consisted of a black pencil skirt and a white button up shirt and I paired it with black heels. It wasn't something I had ever worn, this type of garbs were new to me. Never the less I had already fix myself up to look presentable.

After I came home yesterday, I changed into a pair of comfortable clothes and then brushed my teeth before going to sleep on the empty bed awaiting for me.

However, sleep never came until three hours ago.

All my body wanted to do was give up. My body was mentally, physically and emotionally tired, but if I gave up he would never forget me. I'm sure he would have wanted me to be happy with someone else, but that's not going to happen.