Chapter 3

Letting it go

Sharon and I have been best of friends since our childhood days. We made sure our parents became friends too, making each family close enough to allow us have sleepovers at each other's house. Sharon was the beautiful one, and I was the average-looking one. Despite this obvious truth, the guys always preferred to go out with me. It made her feel bad a lot. We got into the same college and our friendship became stronger, becoming the talk of the school.

Two years into college and I had already found my soulmate, Peter. I was certain I had found the one. Sharon also acknowledged I had found the one. Sharon too had a boyfriend at that moment and she could not help but give most of her attention to the guy, creating some distance between us. This went on till we graduated and started working. Unfortunately, I needed to travel for some work issues, which required me to spend half of the year far away from Peter.

Everything was going perfectly for the next four months. Sharon called me and said she was getting married the next month and would want me to be there. Why wouldn't I be there for my best friend? I ended up requesting to leave before the agreed time to help Sharon with the wedding preparation.

I got back home to meet the shock of my life. Sharon was getting married to my Peter and not the guy she was dating before I had left. She apologized. It was not intentional, but it just happened that she and Peter had been in love before I left. Sharon had always been my best friend, I could not hide my disappointment and told her I was heartbroken but I would get over it. We started making plans for the wedding. All this while, Peter had stopped calling me. Perhaps the guilt was too much. I went over to talk to him. I took along his favorite wine to convince him I had forgiven him. He was shocked and apologized for betraying me. I told him it was okay. Then went into his kitchen and served the wine in two glasses. It shocked me to see Sharon show up at his place when I went back to the living room. She joined in taking the wine. I did not want her to take from the wine, as I bought it for Peter and me.

After minutes of random conversations, we all wallowed in pain. I loved Sharon so much and I did not want her to die, but since she had shown up. I had no choice. To prevent me from looking suspicious, I had said nothing about her drinking the wine. Well, I had put the poison in the bottle of wine when I took it to the kitchen earlier. The intention was to kill myself and Peter, but Sharon had died with us. I was not ready to give him up, not even in my next life.

"Ew! What was I thinking?" We won't end up this way. "Kira, you overthink a lot. You have got to stop it," I said to myself. My phone beeped, I unlocked it and a message popped up; a message from Sarah admitting that she was wrong. I sighed, Sarah would always figure out ways to clear any misunderstanding between us. I replied her, promising to call her before going to bed.

Right, I'm gonna be all alone tonight. My mind travelled to times when Mikel would talk about ghosts. That scared me. "Let's write a story about ghosts then," I said laughing.