I don’t deserve Brendt. I don't deserve him.
Those words kept on echoing inside my mind the moment I knew the real reason why he didn’t show up during our wedding before. Well, I was wrong because he did show up but I wasn’t there anymore.
Throughout the years that had passed when I was away, I kept deep in my heart the longingness and love that I have for him. The only feelings I had left on its surface was hatred and abhorrence. I strongly believed that he didn’t really love me. I thought I was his second option because he couldn’t have the best anymore―which was Sandra.
I didn’t trust him enough. I immediately jumped to conclusions that he realized he wasn’t really in love with me and it was still Sandra who ruled his heart. And because of that, I was easily fooled by my gut that he
