Finding the Abyss of Love

7. His Past

Noah’s POV

On my drive to work, I couldn’t help the sigh that came out from deep inside as I looked at all the happy couples on the street; kissing, holding hands, showing their love for one another to the world. Here I was all alone. Sure I had girls kissing the ground I walk on, but that was because of my money and my status. They were willing to do anything for the access to my wealth. Of course I let them warm my bed as well. Hey, I am a man with needs to. Nonetheless, just because they were able to fill the void on my bedroom, did not mean that they completed the emptiness of my heart.

Tammy was the love of my life. she was my first love. She was going to be my wife. We were going to get married. We were going to have our happily ever after. Then one day, it was all over. I saw her in the arms of my cousin as my whole world came crumbling down on me. She broke my heart, tore my world apart, and made me the way I am today.

I don’t have time for love anymore. I think I lost my faith that love even exists. I date, spend nights in the arms of women, but I don’t love them. I don’t get myself involved in any relationships. It’s all fake. They are all fake. 

All these bitter thoughts are spiraling through my head while getting out of my car when I hear it. Laughter. It sounds like a crisp fresh winter morning, and I can’t help but search for where the sound was coming from.

She was certainly the cutest thing I have ever seen. She is not something you would say sexy. But man, was she cute. Her eyes were so inviting and her pouty lips, my goodness, what wouldn’t I do to just taste it once. I can’t help myself but to follow her as she steps inside a coffee shop. When I enter the shop, I find her gaze following me where ever I go. I sit at the table in front of hers and make eye contact. 

For a moment, I thought she would approach me. I would get to talk to her. I wanted her to come to me. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to make her mine. Wait, did I just say I want to make her mine? What’s wrong with me? I don’t even know this woman. I never felt this pull towards anyone. At this moment, there seems to be nothing in my mind and heart other than this beautiful stranger sitting in front of me. as soon as I thought of approaching her, she huridly grabs all the belongings and runs out of the shop. What just happened? Why am I running after her? Why is there a desperate need to find out who she is? Oh God, what’s happening to me?