After three months
After Paris' wedding, I just deleted the fact from my mind that Drew would be married soon. I thought he was kidding. I came to that conclusion after confirming the information with Joe and Paris. They were very confident that there was no such thing as marriage.
I returned home from office. I found some letters in the mailbox. I placed them on the sofa. A letter white and cream letter got my attention. I took it and teared the cover.
It was an marriage invitation. I didn't remember anyone of my friends or relatives getting married. I check for the names of the couple.
I was confused. I blinked to clear my vision. The invitation read Andrew Chandler weds Emma Lemuel. Reality slapped me on my face. He wasn't lying after all.
I threw the invitation in despair. I buried my face in my hands. I should not let the sadness engulf me. I steadied myself and called Paris. She didn't pick up. I ringed again.
"Hey, Sue. Sorry I was in the kitchen."
"No problem, Paris. Did you get Drew's invitation?" My voice cramped.
She was quiet and answered with less vigour, "Yeah, I got it. Babe, are you alright?"
I replied with false enthusiasm, "I'm totally fine. I just called to confirm the date."
"It's on 25th this month," she said on the line, "Make a note or you'll forget."
"Okay, bye." I cut the call immediately and threw the invitation.
My head spun around and I felt so weak. Not that time. I didn't let weakness overtake me. I made myself strong. That day my decision made more sense to me. I gradually got relieved of my troubles.
Brace yourself. The end is near.
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The Distant You | Completed
RomanceI'm here. I'm finally in the world's most disgusting situation. I'm in his wedding. There, the couple stand, the bride in white which is the color of my dress too. The groom is in black suit which suits my empty heart. This is the last place I wish...
