BETRAYAL

Was It ever love?

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In a small rented room, with old furniture and flaking wallpaper, Josh was about doing the nasty nasty with Marie. As the rain drops fell on the roof, romantic melody played in the background. The stars sparkled brightly and the aroma of scented candles filled the air. And there, they were about to cross the boundary of friendship. Josh delicately removed the sleeves of her shoulders, kissed the top of her head and squeezed her tightly. ‘’I love you’’, he said. She interlaced her fingers into his, then looked straightly into his eyes. The atmosphere was filled with passion and desire. She gave herself freely to him. And that night they bound themselves together.

When the sun gave birth to a new day, joy was boiling up inside her. All she could dream about was waking up into the arms of her prince charming. But she was disappointed. Josh had left. Engraved upon a paper on the bedside table was a message by Josh and it read ‘’thanks for the romantic ride".

Behind all the sweet and awfully romantic words was a heart full of deception. All he ever wanted was to add Marie to his list of girls he had slept with. Moreover, Marie completed the list. ‘’ten lays before my wedding, before all the vows and the restriction of marriage life’’, Josh said as he stared at himself in the mirror. Clearly, he was admiring his physique, his curly hair and his sexy eyes which shone brighter than the sun. ‘’I’m so hot, I want to kiss myself, oh the sweet delight of victory’’.

For days, she grieved over the fact that she had been treated like a trash. ‘’ how could I. I barely knew him’’, she cried. If only tears could wash away the pain and the hurt. If only tears could erase yesterday’s story. If only tears could bring her the strength she so much needed. But the biggest blow was yet to come.

On Saturday, her best friend was marrying the very man who crushed her heart and world into pieces. ‘’ damn you, damn you, Josh’’, she shouted as she held the invitation card in her hands. She chuckled as she looked at the image of the whore of a man. And etched on the contours of her face, was a wicked smile that spelt revenge.


Message~ Waiting is a sign of true love♥ and patience. True manhood does seek to compromise a woman's purity; true manhood stands up to heroically protect it.

 …still smiling in the dream world.

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