Loving Adopted Sister

14. Happiest

Happy Reading's.

The wound is still imprinted in the recesses of the heart, even sometimes it still hurts and hurts, even though I have tried to treat it but it is not as easy as you patch a shirt that has been torn.

I don't know why my life became like this. I used to think I was going to marry the guy I love and we love each other, but things are changing right now. Love, what power if the heart is already adrift. To love him is so painful.

I have been away from home for a month. Well after a few days after the incident in the hospital that time I immediately went from the residence of Daddy Nickolas.

I've replaced my number with a new one, I know Zicko, Mommy and Daddy are looking for me everywhere.

But I was already disappointed with them, everyone had lied to me. What they think is fun. It hurts to remember all that.

How would it feel if the people you have loved all this time were to incise deep wounds?

It hurts! a sore! crumble and crumble!

At last, this is the only road I have taken. Escape from the reality that you are not ready to accommodate in your heart and mind.

Many times Zicko and Mommy apologized and wanted to explain everything but for me it was too late.

Zicko is already a Daddy and the husband of the girl who ... well I still think I'm prettier than him, I don't know what made Zicko choose the girl.

I have worked so hard to heal from the pain, now I am back in Australia and living in my old apartment.

But I don't work at Mama's company, it still doesn't feel like I'm going to live and work.

Why do you all lie to me? Am I being too stupid to be away from them and they just hide that fact.

I lay my body on a king-size bed. Inhaling deeply tried to expel all the raging feeling in the chest.

My God, why does the face of Zicko holding the baby always cross, why do I still remember it, if only all the memories of him could be erased from this memory, I want God to erase all my memories of him.

Crippling all the memories that are still recorded in the heart and mind, God just paralyze this memory so that I do not feel too much pain.

If Zicko is happy with his choice, I am happy too. I feel sick of having to remember everything about him again.

Suddenly my phone rang, I took the phone on the nightstand and saw who was calling.

From unknown number.

I was so lazy to pick up the phone from a number I didn't give it a name like that.

My number is only Sasha knows. So I don't want to pick up the guy who called me at this new number.. I still need time to be alone.

The clock shows at 10 pm, it feels so tired, not tired from working all day, but tired of thinking about all this.

I fell asleep by myself, hoping that tomorrow when I wake up I will be better. Or hoping that all this was just a dream and I woke up from a real nightmare.

Seriate.