It has been three days. Three days since I ruined the wedding. Raphael and Rachel were arrested immediately, but just like he said, nothing was going to take the pain away. Winnie stayed with me the day after the chaos, to make sure I was fine. I tried my best to act strong and okay, but deep down, Raphael's words kept ringing in my ears. “I lacked love.’
Was I really desperate for love? I asked myself, hoping I would find the answer, but nothing came. He also said I can never be loved. Maybe that was true because even my parents didn't love me enough to take me with them.
The bakery shop was quiet and empty. It felt void, sharing the same feelings that was wearing me down. Maybe the sadness I carried enveloped the place. Who knows?
I took in the sight of the shop for the last time be
