Wendy POV
I lie in bed with a nostalgic smile on my lips, after yesterday's intimate meeting with Damien. The plan I once dreamed of is pulverized and slowly blows away in the wind, the dream of Damien in my arms for all eternity, the love of my life.
His words caressed soul into an abyss full of expectation and longing for something we will never get, at least not with each other. Before we said goodbye, he told me he was getting married on Friday the same week as me. It hurt to see his defeated expression; he really does not want to marry her.
And I do not want to marry Herman, but I have learned to expect a lot of disappointments throughout my life. In reality, things rarely turn out as you have imagined, and you rarely get what you mos
