For Your Love

Family dinner

I have to pinch myself to ensure that I wasn't dreaming. How could I be so stupid, he was right there I front of me and I with my stupidity thought that he was imaginary.

He must think that I am so stupid now or worse that I am delusional. What if he changes his mind about marrying me now. Wait, he mentioned the two of us getting married, what does this mean ? How could my mind fail to register such a viral information. I kept pondering over this for such a long time, how stupid can a Graduate from London be so stupid. I think my grandfather wasted so much money to sending me to a foreign land for further studies.

How can I tell Andrea about this I would lose face if I did that. Instead I tell her that I was very tired from traveling that I fell asleep and hence could not meet him. We continue talking about everything that happened in the country while I was gone. Now that I think about it while she is not to bad company as a matter of fact I enjoyed talking with her. She told me about her college life and her boyfriend. Apparently she is dating some guy named Patrick Cabrera, I recognize the surname but not the boy. 

The Cabrera family are the third most richest family in the country, I would know as I am well aquinted with the daughter of that family. And by aquinted i mean we have at each others throats for many years. Clara Cabrera has always been my friend in childhood but like all my childhood friendships somewhere along the way we parted ways. The way we parted ways was not in a good way.

We fought almost everyday while in highschool and it all took a turn for the worst when Adrian came into the picture. Clara and I were both in love with Adrian and we both went out of our way to try and win him over, that made the situation worse. We tried to get along for his sake but that too backfired on us. After the whole incident that happened right before we finished school, I decided to leave the country and everything behind. I haven't seen or heard of Clara since then.

Andrea tells me that Clara also went abroad for her studies not long after I did but came back a year ago. I am even surprised to learn that she is married but to whom she is married Andrea won't tell me. I tried to pry the information out of her but she remained stubborn and refused to tell me. I let go of the matter for now but I will find a way to get her to tell me.

She told me that she and her boyfriend have been dating for a year now and I can't believe I am saying this but that is longer than any relationship I have been in not that I have ever been in a relationship. Well having no relationship experience is what happens to a person when you are hell bent on one person for a life time. 

I also want to be in a relationship but that can only happen if Adrian and I talk that is if he is still interested in me after acting like a demented i***t in front of him awhile ago. Where are my senses when i need them. Useless that is what is I am.Adrian must think that I am a fool, no matter what happens I must make sure to make a better impression of myself the next time we meet.

We heard a knock on the door and opened it, we were informed by the house butler that dinner was ready and the table has been set. I asked Andrea to head down first as I needed to freshen up before having dinner. I got up and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. It took me a whole ten minutes to be ready and head down.

Everyone is already at the table but none of them have started eating, in my family everyone must be at the table before anyone can start eating. I felt bad for keeping everyone waiting so I apologized before taking a seat. My food was served so I picked up the spoon to start eating when Andrea stopped me. I looked at her confused as to why she stopped me from eating only to realize that no one had touched their food yet.

"There is still a member of the family absent at the table so we must wait for her," said my stepmother when she saw my confused look. I looked around the table and made count that everyone was here so who are we waiting for. 

"Your brother's wife is yet to join us." She added seeing I was still confused. I did hear about my brothers wedding but by then I was still nursing a wounded soul and couldn't come home to attend it. I missed a lot of things while I was gone but nothing can be changed now. The morst important thing is that I am here now and with the way things are going with Adrian I might not need to leave at all.

I am glad that we are going to be okay now, I know that a lot had happen between us in the past but that is all it is the past. If he is willing to give us a chance then I can not tell how happy that would make me. Adrian said he loved me before he left, I have always known that he loved me but after what happened I thought his hatred for me would make him forget about his love for me. Then how come he come here to talk about getting married to me. Does he not hate and does he not despise me for what happened.

I was so caught up in my thoughts that I completely did not notice when my brothers wife sat at the dinning table directly opposite me. Andrea tagged at my hand bringing me back to reality. I saw that everyone had started eating so I looked around the table to see this so called sister in law of mine. I received the shock of a lifetime when I saw who it was that was seated directly opposite my seat.

My entire body froze to process my current situation. I lost all my appetite and I could tell that deep inside my heart was boiling with rage. I thought that after five years that I had learned to let go of things of the past but I was wrong. I still hate the girl who my brother has chosen for a wife. Were there no other girls in the world that he had to marry her of all people. I slammed my fist at the table shocking everyone including my new sister in law. She looked at me and then went back to eating her food. I couldn't believe that she ignored me, I refuse to eat at the same table with her.

Before anyone could ask me anything I got up from my seat and left the dinning table. Come what may I refuse to eat at the same table as Clara Cabrera.