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𝚃𝙴𝙽

[𝙸 𝙳𝙸𝙳𝙽'𝚃 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂. 𝙸 𝙰𝙿𝙾𝙻𝙾𝙶𝙸𝚉𝙴]

𝚅𝙾𝚃𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴!

▪︎I sat down on the sand, the colourful umbrella towered over me- giving me shade. I licked my ice cream and look closely through the waves as it crashed down the sand.

I never felt so vulnerable, after going through that dumb incident earlier- triggered some of my nerves. I clenched my jaw as my father's image came across my mind. I grip my icecream firmly, why does he have to be this insolent? He could've just told me that he didn't want me anymore. I can take it...I guess. But that's not the point, if he doesn't want me he can just tell me, rather letting me hate him for still naming me his daughter.

I threw my ice cream away from me as I lost my appetite for finishing it. I closed my eyes and just let myself towered over the sounds of waved clashing against each other, as the warm breeze wrapped its self around me. 'I just want to be free.' I thought to myself, 'I could just get away from everything and everyone.'

But I can't...

At least, not right now.

I took a deep breath and let it out calmly. I once again opened my eyes to look at my surroundings. I lay back down the sand and look at the colourful umbrella. I like how God has created the universe, where we are equal or so we thought. When the universe would whisper to us- 'There's someone out there for you,'- it will always whisper, they said. But mine...Heck, I never heard the universe's whisper, I never felt the touch of fate or destiny, I couldn't feel the world's concerns that I saw in their eyes whenever I am drunk. I feel like, every people who I met at clubs, they just wanna stick around because they want something from me.

I felt so lonely, so empty. Maybe that'll be one of the reasons why I like alcohol. It just somehow fills the void inside me. What void is there to be filled with, right? Was it the day I got bullied for the first time? Or the day I heard my father's spiteful words against me? The day Jonah said 'Go away' for the first time? Which one is real? Or is it I'm the dark, obscure void.

Jonah's face wrapped once again inside my mind. 'I'm wasting my years for him' I thought. 'I wanna delete my feelings for him,' I thought again. Because it hurts to remember that I love him- that I was there for him through everything and all I get in return was;

"Don't come near me again..." those were the words, he threw at me when I told him the news that I was waiting for my whole life.

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▪︎I sat down quietly. I look down at my purple dress who shimmers down beautifully as the sunstroke it's light on me. I smiled contently. I look around to see who will be here with us. I fiddled with my fingers hoping that 'He' will come because I felt so lonely when he will not come.

Everyone entered the dining room, some acknowledge me- some didn't. Silence resurfaced when everyone was plastered neatly to their arrange seats, I craned my head to look for him, to look for Jonah. Not one of his hair was here, disappointment and sadness wash over me. I look at my father with a skeptical expression, he just smiled as if it was enough to answer for my desperate question. I was about to open my mouth to spit the words out but cut off when Dad spoke.

"Hello everyone," He greeted, eyeing them. I look at each and every one.

There's, Mr. Carlos, he's the editor of Dad's company, he's nice. And some other people who I barely even know. But then my eyes landed on Jonah's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Frantzich, If they're here- why is Jonah not here?