1.(Alena's betrayal)

I couldn't believe this!, no, make me believe that a miracle happened indeed. I laid stupefied, rather speechless and mostly shocked. How on earth did this happen?.The last I remembered was the throbbing pain in my stomach and the shocking truth of being betrayed, by your closest infact.

I could still feel the dull pain where Alena had stabbed me countlessly and relentlessly, she had said she will be more than satisfied if i died over and over and over again.

The ache in my act over this wicked behavior of hers was still there and I'm yet to be sure if I could forgive my murderer. Silly me!, who on earth will think of considering?.

My eyes wandered on my body to only realize I was in my wedding dress. This dress I once thought will be the beginning of a new life with Jayden, of a family, and it hurts that Alena had to execute this unyielding evil in my wedding day, an event she knew I long awaited for, an event she knew I was trying hard to be the capable, loving and affectionate woman for Jayden. An event she knew made me desperately work on changing myself to become that better Aria.

I stared at my beautiful dress, 'oh! so gorgeously made for me', stained in the pool of my blood. This one dress that gave me confidence, this one dress that made me realize, me. And all this thought constantly flooding in my head didn't lessen my broken heart.

I was transfixed, bare on the cold blooded floor where Alena had left me helpless and hopeless, my right hand above my head where my left hand was clutching on my once bleeding stomach and left leg curved in a weird way I couldn't fathom.

But all this didn't matter, it was irrelevant!.

The chandelier was still as beautiful as ever and so were the roses that was arranged in a love shape on the fluffy white bed I had once told Jayden to buy.

'oh Jayden, my love', I could only whisper to myself.

It took me quite some time to gather my strength and it felt like I haven't eaten for days, hundredth of days even, but what was appetite without life?, non I could think of and thus I'm grateful to fate for giving me a second chance, a second life to live and correct my wrong decisions and doings; the choice of friends I make and the old Aria I wouldn't think twice of discarding.

Even though I was able to stand strongly on my feet and stare at my horrid self in the mirror, I still couldn't believe it. This trepidation that had started building inside of me; in fear that all this might be an illusion, or worst, this way my ghost. I was anxious as hell.

I know I should feel ecstatic, 'it's not like I wasn't happy', I just felt slightly unusual, perhaps what had happened to me was for a reason and that maybe Jayden was meant to be with a more capable woman who would cherish him more than I ever will, and yet again, I was downgrading myself.

Who was I kidding? i was restless, no, my heart was because I knew I wasn't perfect for Jayden even though I try to lie to myself, even though Jayden relentlessly tells me 'you are more than perfect sweetheart', my heart couldn't contain the bitter truth that Alena was a perfect match, his better half.

I felt lost and confused and obviously I didn't know my next move. it is funny how I wasn't rushing my way out, trying to find Jayden and eager to expose Alena, 'that green snake In green grass'. I didn't know what my heart wanted anymore; Jayden? or maybe move in with my life? and close a blind eye to Alena who would have possibly gotten Jayden, her dream man.

Life is funny, because only but now do I realize the mystery man she had been having fantasies about was Jayden. How naive and stupid I was.

'I would want my man to be bold, caring, handsome, loving,..a sex appealer by the way. oh!, I love my man with deep ocean blue eyes, sharp chiselled jaw, pointed nose and a cherry like captivating lips, soft and supple and brown glistening hair by the way'.

She had pointed this out, the obvious to me but I was ignorant. At that time I was over the moon thinking I had found someone dear to me, a sister, who would watch my back and same would I, someone that would stand up for my sorry ass, a big sister that I would gladly cry in her arms and tell her my problems, a big sister that would surely come up with a solution to all my worries and despair. But who was I kidding?, I was just a pawn in her evil game.

This new relevation breaks my chattered heart to thousand of pieces and then I swore; I have nothing but hatred and hatred and downright hatred for Alena, my masked enemy all along.

I was jealous of her, yes, because she was too perfect for Jayden and that, is the fathomable truth, this bitter truth that makes me ache.

I stared, gazed fixed on my hands for a long long time, my thoughts swirling in wonderland and then my eyes unconciously caught that shining silvery metal that had caught my breath away the moment I laid my eyes on it. My wedding ring.

Never would I forget that blissful moment when Jayden had looked me in the eyes, like I am his world. He had affectionately and lovingly uttered that beautiful lyrics, that lyrics I would die a thousand more times to hear again from his lips. Our wedding vows.

He treated me like a precious vase, afraid he would hurt me or cause a single tear drop before sliding the ring down my finger. At that moment, my joy knew no bounds as I did the same to him, all smiles and satisfied. Jayden is my everything, that I wasn't willing to change.

Heaven knows how I tried to keep my emotions at bay, the whole thing was terrifyingly hurting and maybe magical. And as though I was in my last limit, I broke out in a quiet sob.

Maybe if she could have opened up to me about how she felt, without going in circles, I knew I would have reconsidered. All I wanted was the best for Jayden. She was the best.

Alena was an independent woman. Brave, smart, beautiful, rich and unstoppable. She had this beautiful dull brown eyes that was captivating, it could pull out your darkest secret. She was tender, or so I thought, but I couldn't deny the fact that Alena was blessed with a wonderful family who cherish and adores her, the latter refers to me.

I smirked at myself in self depreciation.

Jayden had always said he loves blonde, he would smile revealing those beautiful dimple at either side of his cheek and I would smile in return and call him a tease 'such a tease', but I knew better, because Alena was blonde.

I broke out in a louder cry, my bloody hands hasten shakingly to cover my ears as if it will disrupt my painful discovery and doubts. Who was I fooling?.

My vision was starting to blurry as I was slowly succumbing to unconsciousness. I felt the door jerk open with brutal force and my hazel eyes met with a pair of deep ocean blue eyes and the next thing I knew, I blacked out.