Letting HER Go... (Sequel of Letting Him Go)

I'm getting married. I should be the happiest person on the planet, but I'm not. She congratulated me yesterday on my engagement she was smiling yet her eyes were filled with pain. But why is it bothering me? Why can't I see her pain? I'm getting married in two weeks I shouldn't feel like this. I'm going to be a married man. I'll have a wife. It's best that I don't think about her.

I'm at rehearsals. We're practising for a dance number we have to do at an award ceremony in two days. We make mistakes and laugh our way through the dance. After so many days I see her smile. We are dancing in front of a mirror I see my reflection and notice I have a silly fangirl smile on my face. I'm like 30 something and yet I'm smiling like a teenage girl. Ok I tell myself think of something sad. Dead puppy, Dead puppy,Dead puppy. My plan goes awry. Is this what fangirls feel like when they see me? I excuse myself telling her I need to make a phone call. She says she'll practice alone. As I compose myself and walk towards the rehearsal area I see her at the edge of the stage. I'm about to scream her name but I'm too late she falls. I run to her as fast as I can. She is clasping her foot in pain. I forget about everything and carry her in my arms and rush her to the hospital.

The countdown to my wedding has begun. My Brother constantly reminding me that I have six more days till my life sentence starts. I laugh, but I'm not happy. The only thing on my mind is her. Despite breaking her foot she still danced with me. I told her to rest but she was so adamant that she was ok. She is going to Indore which I am more than happy about. It's better that she is not around me during the wedding prepartions.

My train of thought is broken by my fiance. She wants to talk to me. We go to the room and she tells me she doesn't love me. She has always loved her highschool sweetheart. But she can't back out from the wedding because it will look bad on her image. I tell her not to worry about it I'll handle the situation. I talk to her dad and he respects his daughters decision but he doesn't want the media to speak ill things about his daughter. I come up with a plan so no one can say anything against his daughter.

2 Days later...

My fiance or should I say ex finace got married today to her highschool sweetheart. I took the blame for the breaking of our relationship. I told the media that I wasn't ready for a commitment. I let her go. In a way I'm happy maybe I actually wan't ready for a commitment .

I go back to work. Everyone is looking at me with judgmental eyes. It's killing me. These people were my friends and now they want nothing to do with me. I make my way to my vanity van. All of a sudden I hear a knock then the door opens and it's her. She asks me if she can come in I reply with "yes". She tells me she heard about what happened. I tell her I don't want to talk about it. She says she is with me. I look at her eyes they are no longer filled with pain. I see love and concern in them. She says she knows whatever I did was for a reason and she will always be with me if I need someone to talk to.

She leaves my van. I'm left stunned. Just her few words made me forget all those judgmental eyes. Could it be that I'm in love with her? All these things could only mean one thing. I need to talk to her. I make my way towards her makeup room.

Sigh! If only 😭