I sat opposite my mirror talking to myself as if I’m mad.
Truly, Ariana,my dad and Cole forgave me but I can’t forgive myself. My conscience keeps haunting me
“Delilah, you broke my heart. You have turned into a beast. This is not my Delilah. I’m ashame to call you my daughter” will be my mother’s words if she was alive
“I failed you mother” I said crying as I placed my head on the table close to the mirror
I stood up when I heard a knock on my door
“Who is it? Come in” I said and Ariana walked in
“How are you doing?” She asked
“I’m fine and you?” I asked smiling
“I’m fine now because you are smiling” she said smiling and I faked a smile
“Are you sure you want to leave?” She asked
“Yes” I said
“Ok sis. You can come back anytime. You are always welcome” she said and I smiled. She hugged me before walking out.
Yh, I just have to leave to forget everything. I can’t stay. It brings back the memories. I am traveling to Canada to start afresh.
I walked out of my room. I walked outside with the things I need.
I hugged Ariana
“I’m sorry for everything” I said with tears
“It’s okay. Please take care of yourself” she said crying and I nod my head affirmatively.
I walked to meet my father and I hugged him
“I’m sorry dad” I said
“It’s okay, my daughter” he said and he hugged me again
I got into the car not before apologising to Cole and we drove off.
I think it’s better I leave them. I have done enough already. It’s so surprising that they could forgive me but I can’t forgive myself.
I actually learnt a lesson :
“What will be will be, you can’t force it”
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