Novel & Cerita If Only I Had Told Her

“No.” That one word hurt more than anything else could’ve. Her lips trembled and her eyes watered. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked. The question sliced through me and realization washed over me like a wave. Chelsea thought I already knew about it. A sharp breath escaped my mouth. “I just found out too, baby. I was going to tell you in the morning when you woke up.” She pursed her lips. “You should’ve told me right away. You should’ve told me that mom is…”

The narrative kept growing as the day wore on. Not on purpose. It just broadened. I told another person that I had sought to safeguard her. That I had noticed the signs. “I told her not to count on someone who was preparing his life overseas,” I stated without hesitation. By the time I was finished, it sounded like I had been the hero she rejected. I made sure to note that things would have been better had she selected differently. “If she had chosen me, I would not have left her”. Saying that section seemed lovely.

Don't wait for the time where you will regret not telling what's in your heart, just like me. I never told them how grateful I am to have them but now that I am far from them and there is no certainty that I will go back, I realized that I should have told them how I felt before… I should have told them while I still had the chance… I closed my eyes and I didn't realize that I fell asleep.

I told her, Her eyes softened as I spoke like the pain in them had eased a little but I kept going, I'd wanted to make sure she knew the truth. "I care about you," I told her, I'd wanted her to hear the words, to make sure she knew. "And you are my only friend that I have," I said, the words had come out honest, I'd wanted her to know where she stood with me. "Rio is no longer here; it's only you that I have," I told her, a pang of sadness had hit me too. I want her to know how much she meant to me in this pack.

My fears stopped me from telling her. The other day, when I was so confident that I was ready to tell her, she came in in a sour mood, and I changed my mind. I felt it wasn't right to tell her what I had done, keeping it away from her for days when she was already in a bad mood because of Alex's text. I should have just told her. I should have mentioned it the next day, the day after, or even yesterday, when she got a call from London requesting her presence.

Compared to my past life, I now knew how to cherish what I had. Cara’s eyes filled with tears as she choked out, “You lied to me, didn’t you? You told me you didn’t like kids… You said I was the only one you’d ever love.”

I bit my fingernails while trying to find reasons. Should I tell her? Gosh, she will get furious if she finds out. But I have no other excuse. “Mommy Relax. That's why I'm telling you that he will come this evening, so you guys will know each other,” I told her, but she shook her head.

I guess I just wanted someone to confirm it. The fact that she wanted me to know, makes me feel a certain way about her. I cough, trying to clear my throat to help me find my voice. I’ll tell her one time what happened. “Are you going to tell anyone what I say?” I whisper, my throat being dry from not talking. She looks surprised, “Only if you want me to. Otherwise, what you say is between us.” She answers and I nod. “I want you to tell them, I can’t.” I say and she nods.

She really couldn’t ignore what she had learned. She let out a rough sigh and placed her phone beside the pillow. She lay down and stared at the ceiling. “If only I could turn back time and be more honest with you. Maybe none of this would’ve happened, and you would still be the Langit I knew.” ** The Next Day

"Everything, as in everything? She questioned, a shocked expression on her face as I had for once rendered her speechless. "Yep, that's if she hasn't remembered already." I nodded and released a deep sigh. "What do you mean by 'if she hasn't remembered already." She folded her arms. "Ifeanyi told me some shit yesterday about how her tests has been coming out clean for a while now, and how its very safe for her to remember, or be told," I responded. "But are you ready to tell her? She asked while she fixed my tie. I gave her a full blown smile. "I've been ready for years now. Am ready to tell her everything, even the fact that am her secret texter"