Hell to Love

Chapter 4

That was it.

My resolve broke.

Tears started steaming down my eyes. The damn had broken and the memories came flooding back with zero intention to stop. My life had taken a 360 degree turn in just a span of a few hours.

I silently followed the man.

I was lead back to the resort in the same limousine…

The ride back was a blur, as all I could do was cry…

It didn’t occur to me that we had reached the resort until the driver called out to me,

“Ma’am, we are here,” I heard him say while holding the door open for me.

“Thank you,” I managed to say wiping my tears and climbed out of the limo.

I had no idea what was going around me… my mind went blur. I didn’t know how to react, what to feel, was I betrayed? Had he forgotten me? Was I used for time pass? Was I just another fling? Why me? He knew I was broken into a million pieces the minute we started hanging out. Is it fun playing with others feelings? There were thousands of unanswered questions going in my mind.

I didn’t know how I reached my room, but as soon as I entered it I collapsed on the floor. My feet gave their way. I cried and cried. I cried my eyes out. I was practically pulling my hair. I removed my accessories and threw them god knows where. I removed my heels and threw them too. To say I was hurt would be an understatement.

Rihaan Spark or Richard Walter whichever you choose, had first mended me, collected my broken pieces and molded me and then crushed them under his foot.

I came back to my senses after what seemed like ages. I got up from the place I was sitting, that was by the door, and made my way to the bathroom.

Wow… You just look just like Anabelles’ older version. And here it goes again...

Welcome back, my subconscious mind! Had you too lost your way here uptil now?  I taunted back.

 You look hella scary… #nooffence

Just shut-up mini-me.

In short, I looked like a total mess. My hair had turned into a birds nest. My mascara had spread badly under my eyes and on my cheeks. The lipstick was smudged badly too.

I took my makeup remover and started removing my makeup. After what seemed an eternity I had removed my makeup and took a shower. I was still in my bathrobe.

I had to decide. My behavior can’t go on like this. I had to come up with something.

Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by the hotel’s telephone ring.

“Hello”

“Hello ma’am. I’m here to inform you that Ms. Stane wants you at the banquet sharp at 7:00 p.m. for dinner.”

“What is the banquet held for?”

“Ma’am it's supposed to be a celebration of some kind.”

“Ok fine. Thank you.”

“Have a nice day ma’am.”

And the line went dead.

Banquet!!! Celebration!!! What for??

I looked at the time and realized it was 5:30. I had to get ready soon.