Something is wrong

His arms slowly travelled towards her waist as he

embraced her from the back. She could feel his breath along hers

as he rested his chin atop his shoulder.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

Emmie only sat there quietly. It looked like there was

still a hint of hope in her eyes but it was too dim to see.

"I'm sorry that I did something stupid," he added,

tightening his hug around her body. "I'm sorry that I chose to act

like that because I realized you are too young for me," he

continued. "You deserve someone better and I'm sure... I'll be

able to find a suitable woman for me."

Upon hearing his breaking words, she stiffened in place.

She already knew what was coming yet she was still foolish

enough to believe in such a blinding small light.

Her lips automatically curled into a bitter smile, her teeth

gritting.

She removed his arms around her waist and stood up

with a big strode however, he caught her wrist.

He embraced her once again, only to make Emmie feel

miserable inside.

"I'm sorry," he muttered again. Strength was already

leaving her from the breaking scene as she felt her cheeks wet

from the liquid pouring down. "I like you, honestly. I like you,"

he added. "But... you're too young for me and I won't be able to

marry you."

Those words left her into a crumbling state. She couldn't

speak nor can she feel herself throughout the dinner yet managed

to act the same.

A bitter smile crept into her face.

Oddie only loved her for her body but never for her

feelings. He was only there for lust and not for love; it's bitter.

As the sun rose the next day, she got up and stretched

her arms into the thin air. Her eyes felt sore from all the crying

but she chose to act strong and giddy.

She turned off the alarm clock from her bed side and

decided to do her morning routine. Upon noticing how swollen

her eyes, she applied more makeup than usual and exited her

room.

There was no point in mopping anyway. The day is still

too young and how everything seemed so peaceful. She needs to

stay positive and move on from life.

As she made her way towards the staircase, she met with

Miranda and Alfred at the same dining table.

"Good morning," they all greeted.

Emmie closed the distance between the three of them

and sat across an empty seat.

"What happened to you last night?" Alfred asked upon

seeing her grab a bread and jam.

"Are you not feeling well? We're worried about you. We

waited for you up until late last night but I didn't see you at all."

Miranda added with a concerned voice.

She mentioned it to them yesterday that she'll be having

dinner at the sibling's house and yet she didn't touch the food.

"Actually, I was already there when I suddenly felt my

stomach aching. I had to go home early and you guys probably

missed me," she lied.

"But your eyes looked swollen. Did you cry last night?"

Alfred asked. She nodded in response.

"Yes, I suddenly missed my parents," she replied,

expressing a lonely look on her face.

"I understand you," Miranda reassured, touching her

hand gently onto the table. "I do remember my mother every

time I feel sick and most especially when I'm lonely," she

added.

A thin smile crossed her lips. She's lucky to have friends

who care for her so much yet it doesn't seem right because of the

secret she's keeping. They have no idea about what she's going

through.

"Emelia Valdez," a voice called. Her attention then

shifted towards the front of the class, only to make her feel

embarrassed.

If only Earth can swallow her whole already, she would

be grateful