Chapter 11
986 Words
Mia Woods
The next morning I woke up around 10 o clock in the morning.
I slowly opened my eyes and rubbed them to get the sleep off me.
I looked up and saw a mirror?
Then everything that happens yesterday came flooding back and suddenly my head started hurting.
I looked to my left and saw Mikhail. Sleeping there like a baby.
And he looked beautiful. With a peaceful expression he was sleeping like a log.
And at that moment I felt a flutter in my stomach.
What was that?
It felt funny, I ignored it and reached out to move his hair from his forehead.
And at the same moment I felt my heart stop for a moment.
What was that?
I ignored it.
I leaned over and kissed his lips softly.
He stirred a little and then returned back to sleep.
And that moment I felt like grinning.
What was that?
I ignored it once again. But somewhere inside me a voice answered.
You have fallen for him.
But I didn't acknowledge it and stood up.
No. Not love.
It doesn't exist.
I shook my head and got rid of those stupid thoughts.
I got up and moved to my room.
I got into the shower and all the thoughts came barging in my head.
Suddenly I felt suffocated.
Thoughts of my past, of Mikhail, of Candice, of me ruining their marriage, of Alejandro, of his love for me.
All these thoughts crowded me. I started breathing heavily. It felt like someone is trying to crush my throat.
In a second, I got out of the shower and stood in front of the mirror.
Why am I feeling these strange feeling?
And suddenly I spoke,it wasn't my words but it was the truth.
Cause you finally fell in love. And now you know the feeling and the feeling of being betrayed.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
People consider me beautiful and sexy. But it's beauty.
And beauty fades with time.
Soon I won't be as sexy or as beautiful. I would be ugly.
No one would like me.
I would be all alone.
And realization drawer upon me like a ice cold bucket.
And it stung like a f*****g b***h.
And at this mom I decided something.
And I am going to f*****g act on it.
I got out of the bathroom.
I changed into a pair of jeans and a simple T-shirt as I wasn't in the mood to dress up.
I dialled the only number I knew that can help me.
"Ale? "
"I need you to book a flight ticket for me. Canada. Anywhere would work. "
"Yes. Okay. I would be on the airport in two hours. "
"And Ale? Thank you. I owe you. "
I dropped my phone on the dressing table and moved towards my suitcase.
I propped it open and quickly started packing.
I placed all the things I could get.
All clothes. Books. Pictures. Shoes. Toiletries. Everything.
After I was done. I took my phone, passport and my sling bag.
I got out of the room and descended the stairs.
I looked around and saw that candice wasn't here yet so I decided to wait and have a coffee.
In about 20 mins I heard a car being pulled over.
In couple of minutes the lock shuffled and in came Candice.
She looked at me and was fairly surprised.
"Mia, what happened? Why are you dressed? And the bag? Why is everything trashed? "
I looked at her and knew she would hate me in a couple of minutes.
I stood from the rocking chair that was saved from Mikhail's wrath last night.
And walked closer to her.
"I slept with your husband. "
She stopped mid sentence and looked at me.
I lowered my eyes and suddenly my shoes were the most amazing thing in the world.
Because I was looking down I didn't saw the slap coming towards me.
*smack *
I just closed my eyes and stood still.
"Say something b***h! "
*smack *
"I deserved it. "
I whispered.
And then looked at her.
I just stated as her with defeat in my eyes and that stunned her.
"You fell for him didn't you? "
And that
That hit me like a slap.
Her discovery was continued by her taunting laughter.
Defeated already,
I narrated The Other Woman to her.
From the moment my plan started to the way I lost this game.
I lost this game to Mikhail.
I lost this game of lust to love.
I told her about Mikhail resisting.
I told her about my seduction.
I told her about Alejandro.
I told her about my past.
I told her about the conference incident.
I told her about her pictures.
I told her about yesterday.
When I was finished she was devastated.
And I was the same woman who wrecked her life.
Just like Josaline who wrecked my parents life.
Who wrecked my life.
I was Josaline.
She looked at me and uttered in such a small voice I could barely hear.
"Rose. It was Rose. My mother. Who sent you those pics. I couldn't do it so she did. I couldnt confess it so she did it. "
And this time she just walked away form me.
As she left I knew this is the end.
So I picked my bag and left.
I left that house.
I left the life of homewrecker.
I left Mikhail.
I left that country.
I left Alejandro.
I left all that behind.
And I would have left my life it wasn't for a male that entered my life and taught me the feeling of love.
Taught me how to love and feel love.
And I would be forever grateful for him.
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