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2. When only fears remain

2. When only fears remain

Narra Australia

I was organizing and waiting for one of the happiest days of my life, a beautiful dress, precious heels, hairstyle and makeup tests. Everything had to be just perfect for that day.

I loved my fiancé Julián with all my being; After finishing my degree I met him, he asked me out, the typical cliché of roses and chocolates led me to fall in love. He asked me to be his girlfriend at one of the dinners we had, we dated for about eight months and he proposed to me, which I accepted.

We set the date for four months after the proposal, to coincide with our first year of dating. And as you know, in the nebula of falling in love you don't see the defects, the mistakes are overlooked, everything in the other person seems perfect.

I wasn't able to realize the times he didn't pay attention to me, his rudeness, his hasty exits. He justified everything, including the fact that he left me alone in several of the appointments we had to specify topics for our wedding.

Nobody prepared me for what was coming, one day before the celebration he sent me a text message saying that he was sorry that he was not going to show up at the wedding, that he told me not to go to church, that he would not arrive. I was stunned, I couldn't handle that, it must have been a joke, that's what I repeated over and over again.

I decided to go to his house, he had to tell me that it was a f*****g joke; I went, knocked on the door, when leaving one of the guards said that he had left, that he took his bags, that he went on a trip with a woman and that he did not know when he would return. This man was looking at me with deep pity, pity, I hated that!

At that moment I began to feel a great anger inside me, at least he had to have his pants on well enough to say it to my face, not just leave and that's it.

If my accounts didn't fail, which they almost never did, I still had to be on my way to the airport, so I decided to go there as fast as I could, I didn't mind going outside the established speed limits, I needed answers and I was going for them.

I ran desperately, I didn't know where I was going. Ginebra, one of my closest friends, informs me that she was going to take a flight and tells me where to go, it should be noted that she is the best looking for and finding what is proposed and she knew about this, because I was with her when I received the message, then he literally followed me all the way.

When I go to the boarding stairs, I see that he was hugging a woman, I didn't recognize her, her hair was loose, which now that I think about it looked like a wig and a fairly simple dress. He gave her a deep kiss, and it was there that I got my answer, I didn't need anything else, I turned around, in the middle of a sea of ​​tears, I went to my apartment, I didn't want to go to my parents' house to explain myself.

The only thing I did was speak to my mother and tell them that everything had been cancelled, she insisted with questions and I answered her with the only thing I could

. The miserable man left me for another one day before my wedding

. No more was needed, when I arrived I took one bottle of whiskey and I finished it, I kept shedding tears, breaking everything in my path, without understanding the reason for my luck. I had fallen in love twice and they had betrayed me both times, of course the first time, even though it affected me the most, was when I was a teenager and for that reason I decided to open my heart again.

But apparently love wasn't made for me, and I'm not going to risk my feelings like this again, I don't want it to hurt like this again, it's not fair that they hurt you like this.

The next day I wake up with a terrible headache that I feel like this one is going to break into pieces, I remember what happened the day before, a tear falls from my eyes, but I promise it will be the last, I picked up all the mess I made and also the dignity that I have left. I threw away every memory I built with the nameless. There would be absolutely nothing left in my apartment to remind me of it.

I turn on my cell phone and find innumerable calls from my parents that it is more than obvious that I did not answer any, they ask to see me when I am better, I know that I should go talk to them, but first I must clarify my ideas and know what my next steps will be, now that nothing of what he had planned will be; And in this new scenario I must make it clear to myself what the cards I am going to play will be, whatever decision I make, none will include love again, because one must protect their feelings when only fears remain. <3 <3