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All through the time he was speaking I didn’t realize that I left my mouth open in shock and kept looking at him as if he was speaking Latin or reading out my death sentence.

I kept looking at him even after he was done talking and gave me a chance to speak.

Is this a prank, could this be a joke?

“Becca… Becca? Why are you acting loss? Hope you heard everything I said? You are looking as if you have seen a ghost. If you have anything to say then say it and stop behaving like you are crazy. Becca! Answer me because I don’t have all the time to waste here…

Is Richard mad, is something wrong with him? I hope all this is one hell of a joke. He can’t possibly mean what he just said.

“Rich, I don’t understand any of those things you just said. Please stop it if is a joke, is too expensive for a joke. You stab me hard like a knife with every word from your mouth. What do you mean “you are calling it quit? Who exactly are you done with because is definitely not me. Why do my age becomes a problem after three years… Rich, is three good years that we are talking about here. This whole prank is not even funny. Is not funny Rich. Please stop it. I will pretend I did not hear you say any of those things.

I said with almost tears in my which I try to hold back.

How can Richard be joking with such expensive thing. He should think of my feelings before vomiting such hurting words.

“Becca, listen to me. Is not my good wish that we should go our seperate ways. I never wanted to hurt or break your heart this way but my happiness matters. Three years is nothing… don’t make it seem like a big deal. I know some friends that dated for five to ten years before going their separate ways. So, three years is just like yesterday, move on with your life and stop holding onto that because nothing will make me consider you Becca. Recently you have become too desperate, going around telling everyone that we are getting engaged… that I was going to propose to you when I never for once thought of such. It was all your idea and you thought you can make me settle for less, never. I’m sorry Becca but this is the end of the road for us.

Richard stood, took his glass of wine, he gently hit my untouched drink with his cup and said

“cheers Becca to another new begining for us… it was nice knowing you. Goodbye and enjoy the rest of your life because I’m going to do the same”

He lifted the wine to his mouth, drank deeply before lowering the empty cup down to the table.

He immediately walked out on me after then.

I was speechless, dumb founded.

I wanted to go on my knees and beg him to forgive me in anyway I offended him without knowing.

Another part of me wanted to smash the bottle of wine on his head and pierce his wicked heart with the pieces from the bottle.

Yet, all I did was to sit, pinching myself because I wanted to wake up from the nightmare.

This is a terrible night mare, a bad dream I wish to wake up from.

I just sat, staring at nothing, holding my head in my two hands.

I was going crazy inside of me.

I wanted to run after him, I wanted to ask him to unsay everything he just said.

I wanted to hold him one more time and let him know that he was my heart beat.

I have loved him deeply and wholeheartedly, he became the sole of my existence.

I remain seated, still staring at nothing.

Time has gone, the music if my soul has changed.

Is now filled with sad songs. I thought I was going to die but realized I was still sitting all alone, still breathing.

“Madam… madam. We are closed for today. You need to leave so that we can lock up. This is 11:30pm. Our closing time is 11pm.

One of the staff, probably the security guard tapped my shoulder, asking me to get up and leave because is time to lock up.

I wondered how long I have being sitting there like a lonely woman without a home.

Is over three hours that Richard left and I was still there doing nothing.

The staff tapped me again and I gently got up, I staggered like a drunkard even though I haven’t tasted any alcohol yet.

I was even craving for some but my stomach was still filled with so much pain and sadness this time and not the same excitement I came in with as I try to walk out.

The whole place was almost filled up with people when I came in to meet Richardvbut no single person was there except the staffs waiting for me to leave.

I saw a females staff with different uniform, I guess is one of the managers. She approached me.

“Hello ma, with the way you look are you sure you can find your way home? I can drop you off or to your nearest bustop. This is 12pm and for a young lady to be walking alone, is quiet risky….

I waved her off like a mad woman before facing her as if she has solution to my problem.

I was talking like a crazy lady while demonstrating with my hands.

“I will find my way home. Did you know that Richard said he was calling it quit? It was after three years… he said I’m too old for him. He said I was sleeping with my boss and his friends which I never did and I don’t know how he got such information. Richard said I was desperate and there was no way he would have married me. Bec… because I’m no more good enough. He wants to be with the right person…. that means I’m the wrong one. I don’t have any life to secure, if you care for it then take it. The life is useless to me. if I walk on that dry road and I’m being attacked, I will beg them to take my life too because is not useful to me. Richard has already killed me… I’m a walking ghost. I’m not good enough for him anymore, he wants to be with somebody that is better, younger and smarter. He actually said that to me…. haaa! Richard said that to me hahahaha! My life has ended. Please, come closer, come and punch me… pour me cold water, hit me with a heavy plank… do anything to wake me up from this sleep that comes with terrible night mares. Is a bad dream because in reality Richard loves me, he can’t leave me. You know that too right? Richard said we will get married after a short time, Richard is my man and I was supposed to be engaged to him in reality not in this dream that is filled with terrible things. Somebody should wake me up… wake me up please eeee!

I screamed out the last statement with tears pouring down my eyes.

I gave way for It to flow.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

The staffs stare silently at me. One of them laughed out at my drama, the woman angrily cautioned the person to stop laughing at me.

The same woman came to hold me.

She gently drew me into her arms and hugged me but I moved away from her.

I don’t need hugs, I need somebody to beat me hard until I wake up.

A hug will make it look like is a reality but I know this can only be happening in my dreams.

My phone kept ringing, is probably my parents and yet, even their calls did not wake me up.

The devil is a liar, I will marry my Richard, the true Love of my life.

All this can’t be happening, is not true.

No is not!

Tears poured down my face as I started walking out of the door.

I noticed that same woman followed me like a security but I wish she can do better than being nice and Just slap me until I awaken from this night mare.