An Unexpected Love

Episode2

Three hours later, it’s already time to head home. The lesson was so boring, I nearly fell asleep but managed to stay awake. Caroline and I leave the classroom and make our way to the exit, chatting as usual – we always have something to talk about. Suddenly, I get a call from a number I don’t recognise. I don’t answer and let it ring; it hangs up, but I see it’s ringing again, so I tell myself I need to find out who it is.

⁃ Me: Yes, hello?

⁃ …: Hello? I’m calling you but you’re not answering – what’s that about?

LOL, I think I’m dreaming – it’s none other than my ex. I think he’s gone mad. I don’t know why there are people like that? Who do their silly things and then want to act as if nothing happened. I’d even blocked him on the number I knew, but he’s got another one to contact me. What he doesn’t know is that I hate him so much.

⁃ Me: Already! Why are you calling me?

⁃ Him: Is that how you talk to me now?

⁃ I’ll talk to you however I like. I don’t know why you’re calling me. You saw that I blocked you, I deleted your number and I told you everything I had to say before. It’s over now, move on.

⁃ I can see you’ve really changed; I don’t recognise you.

⁃ I haven’t changed at all; I’ve just seen your true colours, and we’ve got nothing left to say to each other.

I hung up before he could reply and blocked him again.

⁃ Caroline: Wait, is it him again?

⁃ Oh, I swear, he’s getting on my nerves. The problem is, he thought I’d never be able to move on.

⁃ That’s because he doesn’t know you; he doesn’t know that as soon as you’re disappointed, you walk away.

⁃ You’ve got it spot on, but anyway, let’s talk about something else.

We’re leaving uni and I’m taking a taxi home. He’s got on my nerves; I don’t know who he thinks he is. I’ll tell you the story so you can understand.

So, I’d been with this man for several months already. I find it hard to trust people to begin with, so I’m usually used to always preparing for the worst. He promised me he was serious about me, that there was no one else in his life apart from me, that he was ready to make me his wife. I listened to him, trying to believe him, but I always had my doubts about what he said. I sometimes suspected he wasn’t serious, but every time, he tried to convince me it was work, that he was often busy and that whenever he had free time, it was for me. One day, I found out that he’d been hiding from me all this time that he had a daughter. How can I trust someone who’s been hiding the fact that he has a daughter from me all this time? How can I trust someone who looks me straight in the eye and lies to my face? He was leading a double life; it’s impossible to stay with someone like that. He eventually confessed, and I broke up with him without ever looking back. I’m someone who hates lies; in a relationship, if there’s no trust, it’s simply not worth it.