Chapter 19 âS-Sofia,â Sam greeted me when he hesitantly walked towards us his eyes only looking at me.
âSam,â I greeted him back. Do I hug him? Do we shake hands? Awkward, I just stood there. âH- How are you?â
âIâm okay,â He replied. He was staring at me. He was staring at me as if the rest of the world disappeared for him and the guilt was so heavy on my insides it was physically hurting. âYou got married.â
I tried giving him a little smile. Nothing came out. âI got married âYou look good. He said and I subconsciously fixed my coat over the long knitted dress I was wearing, hugging it tighter to me. It was so cold, but I somehow felt warm and clammy and suffocated., âThanks. So do you.â I wanted to say so much but no words seemed like the right ones and I was afraid that the expression of being lost and confused was written all over my face, and my husband whoâs stare I was painfully aware of could read it like it was his second language.
So I cleared my throat, taking in a deep breath. âGabriel, this is Sam. Heâs one of my closest and oldest friends from homeâ
âFriend, huh?â Hurt flashed across Samâs face that he tried his best to cover when he finally stopped looking at me and turned to the man I had just introduced him to âGabriel, He extended his hand, one that Sam hesitantly shook. The husband.â
Sam, just the friend.â
I gulped. Gabrielâs voice was loud and dominating, almost announcing.
âFunny how Freckles never mentioned you, just Alice.
Liar. Liar. Liar. I stared at Gabriel, who wouldnât turn his eyes back at me. What was he doing?
âFreckles, huh?â Sam scoffed.
âSam.â I began, but nothing came out.
âGoodbye, Sofia.â He said, no emotions behind his voice. âLetâs go, Mom.â
I passed a small smile to Mrs. Riley, who just walked with her son, confused. I stared at their retreating figure for a momen too long, tears threatening to burn in my eyes.
I didnât miss him. I didnât have feelings for him. But he was one of my closest friends who stood like a pillar by my side every time my world shattered, and I hurt him. I knew he was in love with me, and I hurt him.
âHe was just a friend, huh?â Gabriel said, and my head flipped to him.
He was pissed. There was anger r on his face.
âWhat was that?â
âWhat was what?â He replied, but coldly. He walked ahead, refusing to look at me.
I fell in line with him. âI didnât mention either Alice or him to you. You were just trying to hurt him.â
âAnd so what if I was, Freckles? It hurt you to see just a friendâ hurting?â He spat, and I scowled.
He doesnât get to be mad, not about this. So what if I had a past, so what if I had feelings for someone else, and so what if I 1/3 Chapter 19 lett something incomplete to be his wife?
when he He didnât know me before we were forced into a marriage, and would be nothing to him five months from today w places the divorce papers in front of me. When our contract ende My life before or after him was none of his business.
I let him give me the cold shoulder. I walked quietly by his side, not initiating any conversation, scowling silently.
But Iâd be lying if I said his silence and coldness didnât hurt, just after I thought we were over this phase.
âYou drove three hours to talk to me, to get to know me and my life before you,â I finally said when we reached my house. My breath was shaky and there was a lump in my throat. He stopped walking, but he didnât look at me. âThis is me, and this is my life before you, Sam being a part of it. You donât get to choose which parts of my past you like and which you donât. Gabrielâ
He didnât reply.
He didnât look at me.
He walked straight into the house.
I stood there for a few seconds feeling defeated, feeling the tears sting again but I drank them away as I followed him inside.
pulling a pretence smile in front of my Grandpa..
We had dinner playing pretence of a perfect couple, and then gave my grandfather his medicines and tucked him in bed.
When I got outside to clear the table. Gabriel had already done i So I took the disposable plates and threw them in the bin.
âWhy do you use these?â He asked, and I wanted to ask âseriously but I didnât.
âI used to work till late most nights and Grandpa usuidly didnât have enough strength to wash the dishes, especially not after a round of chemoâ I reply without looking at him while stuffing the leftover dinner into the fridge. This was just more convenient.
Then, I turned to look at him. âAre you done being angry?
âNo.â
âOkay.â
âWhere did you work?â He continued conversation nonetheless, He was impossible.
âI worked a 9-5 job at a private company here,â I tell him, âAnd the diner we sat at? Itâs an overnight one. I worked as a waitress there on alternate days.
âWhen did you sleep?â
âBetween jobs,â I gave him half a smile. I managed âYour life sounds hard.â
âIt was âDid he make it easier? Sami?â
I sigh looking at hun Sam and Alice, they both did.â
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Chapter 19 He nodded. He didnât seem angry anymore, but it not th the warm person I was knowing him to be either.
15 And then, he stood up from the stool he was sitting at, walking to get his coat.
âWhatâre you doing, Gabriel?â
âRain check on our plans?â He asked. âI just remembered samme urgent work.â
My lips parted. âSo youâre leaving?â
He nodded. âGoodnight. Freckles..
I didnât reply and he didnât wait for one. The main door opened and closed and I stood frozen in my place till I heard the engine of his car roar, and then I let the tears lose.
I didnât know why I was crying, maybe it was because of how hurt Sam was, and maybe it was because of Gabrielâs cold shoulder- one that I didnât deserve, or the fact that my grandfather seemed weaker and frailer and I knew his chemotherapy was sucking the life out of him and he was dying. I didnât know what it was but I felt like crying and so I did until I fell asleep.
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