MasukFelix POV
I have to pretend that I still interested in Ella. I just cannot heart break her like this. I still need her in my life, she is still my everything, what we shared was special, and it still is. Furthermore, I can't even imagine her and me separating. She was part of me and we. Shared a strong bond that won't break easily. Before going out of the office, I remember I had food that was prepared by Ella in my lunchbox. I feel so bad that she had done so much for me and I repaid her by ignoring her food and eating somewhere else. I decide that I cannot go with it at home because she will know I had not eaten it. I can't do that. It will be entirely wrong. This is the first day that I had not missed Ella at all, it was like I never loved her. I feel like what I felt for her was just pure friendship and nothing more. But I could not call the wedding off. It has always been her dream for us to get married, and I can't break the promise I made to her. She had wasted enough time already, and I was unable to allow her to continue wasting more time. As usual, Ella was just waiting for me to get home. I have always found this habit of hers attractive, but today I find it dull. It's like she was unable to do anything without me. “Hey babe, I was waiting for you. You are late today.” She says. I knew she would ask the question. It was what she said every time I was late. I was late because I had passed by the incinerator to throw away the food I had. I simply could not come with it at home. It will not be fair to her since she spent her time in preparing the meal. “I am sorry babe, I had a lot of work today. That is why I am late.” I did not hesitate to find an excuse. This is the first time I ever lied to her. I just pray that it won't become a habit. I just can't be a liar. Likewise, I have always been an honest person. “No, you don't need to explain, I understand, honey.” She said. “How was your day, anyway. I have prepared something for you to eat. Just go freshen up and then come join me, babe.” She adds. Ella has never been angry with me. Every time she got angry, she ended up forgiving me right away. We never had a real quarrel in our relationship. “Alright honey. My day was so wonderful.” I reply. Ella has always treated me right. I was so lucky to being with her. But despite all this, I feel incomplete. I realized I was not happy with her at all after meeting Sarah. She had opened my eyes and I finally figured it out that what I felt for Ella was not love. Maybe I was just comfortable with her, and I mistook that for love. I think that is the best explanation. Ella devoted her whole life to me. Just like now, she had already prepared me my meal. She was just waiting for me, so we could eat together. Without me in her life, I know she will not make it. I just can't leave her. My conscience won't let me. Despite me having plenty of doubts, I still want to surprise her by proposing to her. I know I will get married to her soon. I will ask for a loan at the office, I hope they will allow me to have it because I have joined the office recently. “I'm done babe, let's eat already before the food gets cold.” I say to her as I sit in the dinning area. She was always a good cook and I always enjoyed eating food that was prepared by her. “Ok babe.” She says as she served me the food. I had to work hard to pretend like everything was still ok. I don't want her to start having any doubts. Heartbreaking her is the last thing I will ever want in this world. “By the way, babe, I will be going home tomorrow. I see you have already settled into your new job. I know you will manage without me. But when you need me, you will just let me know, and I will come running to you.” She says. “Babe, so soon. I will feel so lonely without you.” I pretend to be hurt. Usually, when she said she was leaving, I would feel so terrible inside. It was like she was part of me which was being taken away. But today, I felt nothing. In fact, I was happy that she was leaving. I will be so free and make my decisions without even thinking about her. “Babe, I will feel lonely too. That is why I badly want us to get married already so that I will stop this habit of coming and going. I want to settle permanently in one place, and that is here, babe.” She says. “I will marry you, babe. That will be soon, I promise you that.” I say to her. Since it was always our dream to get married to each other, I will make sure that that dream happens. I know I will manage without me being in love with her. I just hope I will be able to make her the happiest woman in the world. “Let me just wait. I know you always keep the promises you make to me. I am dying to be your wife, Hun.” She says while kissing me. I kissed her back anyway. I could not resist her lips.Ella’s POV After one year. One year had passed since that bad day in our lives. We were happy again. The incident had already faded from our minds. It was time to move on from the past, we had so much to focus on for the future. My mother had completely recovered. She was now able to use both her legs without any problem. She was so happy with her current condition. Things between her and Dad were fine now. They had gone back to being the loving couple they once were, and I was so proud of them. At last, my mom was happy with Dad. They were even planning to renew their vows. “I just want a small wedding,” Mom said once, and Dad was planning to go with her wish. My daughter, Laura, had completely recovered from the shock of that day. She had resumed school, and she was doing so well in her studies. I was so proud of her. She was a strong girl, and I felt blessed to have her as my daughter. Luca and I were also still together. Now we saw each other all the time. I was so happy with
Ella’s POV Seeing my daughter in that situation made me feel so weak. I asked myself so many questions. Why was my daughter going through so much? It wasn’t fair to her. Right now, I was embracing my daughter tightly. She was crying so hard, and I just wanted to calm her down. She had witnessed another murder right in front of her when the police shot Sarah. The police were now taking Sarah’s dead body to the morgue. My dad and mom were standing there, staring in disbelief. In such a short time, the whole party had been ruined. Luca was there too, holding my hand. His support made me feel safe and loved. “Let us go and sit down, love. You have been standing for a long time now. Your feet must be tired already. Laura, baby, let me carry you please,” Luca said after the police left with Sarah’s body. “Yes, baby. Let us go. I am already exhausted,” I said, and he carried Laura as he guided us toward my parents. “Mom, Dad… why is this always happening?” I asked as I embraced them, te
Sarah’s POV After leaving Clara’s home, I decided to stay on the streets. I looked miserable, by the way. If I went to the club, no man would even look at me. I didn’t look attractive at all. My body curves were gone, all because of prison food. Since I hated eating in prison, my beautiful body disappeared, and now I looked completely emaciated. The streets were so cold, especially at night. In the two days I had slept here, I slept hungry. There was no food, and people refused to give me any money. I hated my life so much. I wished I had never escaped prison. I thought life would be easy after escaping, but it was even tougher than being inside. Today, when I woke up, I saw a commotion among the people on the streets. It seemed like they were going somewhere important. Curious, I decided to ask them. “There is a party today at some rich family’s house. They will cook a lot of food, and we will get some leftovers after the party,” one of them answered. “Can you take me with you, p
Ella’s POV Everything was ready, the food, the drinks, the decorations. Our house looked beautiful, prepared to celebrate my parents’ reunion. I was so happy today. All I had ever wanted was to see my parents together again. At last, their happiness had returned, and I could no longer hide the joy inside me. I climbed upstairs to help my mom get dressed. It was still early, and guests had not yet started to arrive. But I knew that in a short while, people would begin coming to celebrate with us. “Mom, can I come in?” I asked, knocking on her door. “Yes, dear, please come in. I need your help with this dress. I can’t wear it on my own,” she said. She was clearly happy to see me. Her leg was still bandaged. “How are you feeling today, Mom? It is your big day. You’re finally announcing your reunion with Dad. It’s such a special moment,” I told her. “I feel so alive, baby. Words can’t express how happy I am. Your dad finally came back to me. I thought he would never love me again, b
Sarah’s POV “Where do you want me to drop you?” the man asked. His voice sounded distant. I had already started dozing off in his beautiful car. My body was exhausted from walking for so long, and hunger clawed painfully at my stomach. I didn’t even have a single coin on me, no hotel would accept me like this. I had nowhere to go. “Just drop me here, please,” I said softly. He stopped the car immediately. “Are you sure you can continue from here? You look weak and tired,” he said, concern in his voice. “Yes, I can continue. Thank you so much. I appreciate your generosity,” I told him as I pushed the door open and stepped out. A moment later, he drove away, leaving me standing alone on the roadside. I looked around, lost and unsure. My legs felt like they would give up on me any second. I needed somewhere, anywhere, to rest before I collapsed. “Clara,” I murmured to myself. “She won’t refuse me, I will go to her house and beg her to let me stay for just a few days.” Clara was th
Sarah’s POV I wake up feeling a little better, though weakness still clings to my body like a shadow. My stomach growls angrily, reminding me that I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday. The rumbling is so loud it almost hurts. If I don’t find something soon, I might actually starve. My arm feels a bit better now, still sore, but nothing like the sharp pain I felt yesterday. Slowly, carefully, I push myself up from the hard floor. My head spins for a moment, but I steady myself and decide to look around the house again. Maybe, just maybe, I will find something to fill my empty stomach. I manage to locate an old box that looked like a fridge tucked in a corner, dusty and humming faintly as if it has been asleep for decades. I pull the door open, praying for a miracle. Inside, I find only two cans of soda. That’s it. It looks like whoever lived here abandoned this place in a rush. Maybe she got tired of living in such conditions, no electricity, no water, no comfort. I don’t even k







