Even though Tom said he was going to pick us, I was secretly hoping Mark will come as he had promised. I longed for his calls, and kept checking my phone literally every minute for even a text message but to no avail. I thought to myself what I did to deserve this treatment from him. Didn't he promise to come take me to the party? My mind was filled with all the negatives but I still tried to stay calm. "You look stunning Maya, all eyes are going to be on you again," Tracy teased, pulling me from my thoughts. "But you look sad," she continued. Hey, we are going for a party and not a funeral remember? What's with this sad face?" You know what, I know that Mark will come over. I think he is planning a surprise for you," She said pouting, when she noticed I wasn't talking. "I hope so, Tracy. I really do. I just have..." I paused and she run off instantly. "I will get it," Tracy yelled as she headed for the door. "I didn't even hear the knock. God, I thin

Maya was sleeping peacefully when we got to the VIP ward. She was no longer stiff or cold. Even in her sleep, she looked so beautiful, even though her skin was still pale. She had on an oxygen mask and the beeping sound from the monitor was encouraging. The nurse came to change her IV. The one they had on her was almost empty when we got here. It's unfortunate I couldn't see her deep blue eyes which always made her look like an angel. But the doctor said she might wake up any moment from now so even though I wanted so much to change into something more comfortable, I decided to stay till she woke up. Even Jude and Tom were still here. None of us had eaten or drank anything since we got here. We were anxiously waiting for her to regain conciousness. The doctor finally told us to wait at the waiting area but when I turned around, I felt a movement on my hand. My heart was warmed to a weak smiling Maya. She couldn't keep her eyes steady but she wanted to tell me somethi

I felt my heart beat racing faster as I saw the names written in gold. It was as if a dagger had been pushed through my heart and the pain was just unbearable. Even more painful than the heart break. "How could you do this to me Mark?" I sobbed. "What did I ever do to you?" I cried. The wound which I thought was beginning to heal in my heart was rather opening deeper at that instant. I took a second look at the words with my vision blurred with tears. Mark & Tilda's wedding ceremony. I didn't only feel a knife stabbing my heart but also hatred. Hatred for myself. For ever trusting him. I thought my heart was healed and I could take anything but this was different. It would have been easy if I had heard the news from elsewhere but not from him. "I'm sorry Maya, I thought you saw my text messages," He said with regret. Did he take me for a kitten. I mean, he clearly proposed to a girl he claimed not to love right in front of me and now, he seems like an innocent so

Mark had set up the same way he did when he proposed to me the first time but more. The floor was grassed with the words, 'Please forgive me'. I also noticed instrumentalists waiting a few meters away. There were garden lights heart-shaped lights in the trees. They looked like enchanted fruits. I always heard that the most beautiful place was heaven. If that was true, then this place showed heaven on earth.  

"Yes, I am fine. What are you doing here?" I asked looking at Mark.   "I should be asking what he is doing here". Mark remarked, looking at Tom