Part 8

He took me back to Hyde Park. We’re here, just like how it was before but somehow, it felt different. Like this is all something new. Dan slowly took my hand in his and I looked up at him. He was still him. The guy I love. His hair was still as messy as ever, actually messier now, but in a cute and adorable way. His eyes, still as brown as they were the first time I saw it. Then he smiled. Oh my God, his smile. That crooked smile of his. It’s the thing I love the most about him. He doesn’t even have to do anything to have me falling. He just have to smile and I’m all his.

“You okay?” he said. He always asks me that. I don’t know why, but I missed it. And I’m glad to hear him say it again.

I smiled and nodded. He let go of my hand and then took out something from his pocket.

Not another stupid note, I thought to myself.

And it wasn’t. It was…a ring.

“What is that?” I asked. I know. It was a stupid question.

“It’s a ring, silly!” He laughed. He took my left hand. I’m already wearing a ring. The ring he wanted me to remove because he said that I should not wear any ring on that finger unless I’m married. He slowly took off the ring and slid it into his pocket. “You said you’d take it off when I give you a new one. And here it is,” then he slipped the diamond ring into my finger.

I just stared at it. And it’s beautiful. I have never, in my whole life, thought that I’d be getting something like this. Or even something close to this. But here it was, glittering under the ray of the sun. It’s different from the one that Lilia was wearing. I don’t mean to compare, but mine was definitely better.

“I’m leaving tomorrow,” I looked up at him. “And I don’t know when I’ll be back here again.”

He just shook his head and smiled. “I don’t care. We’ll make it work. Isn’t that what you always say?”

I smiled at him then looked back at the diamond ring on my finger. I touched it with my thumb and let it move along my finger. “Is this a proposal?”

“Yes,” he said, a matter-of-factly. “Let’s start fresh, Marlee. I know I was stupid for letting you go. And I promise not to do such a stupid mistake like that again. We can make this work even if there are oceans between us. I know that we will last because I love you with all of my heart. I have never loved anyone like I love you.”

“Dan, I…” I have no idea what to say.

“You don’t have to say anything. Just say yes.”

I smiled and said, “Yes.” With his accent, there’s no saying otherwise, to be honest.

“You’re wrong, you know,” he said and held my hand. “You are my destiny.”

As his lips met mine, I thought to myself, I guess we do deserve a second chance.


Part 7

“Dan, Marlee,” Lilia said as she opened the door. “Come in.” She stepped away from the door and gestured us to come in. It’s like she was expecting us. She didn’t even know why we’re at her place at the day of her supposed to be wedding. “I’m guessing you’re here because you want to know why I cancelled the wedding.”

“That’s one,“ I told her. “And something else, too.” I threw to her lap the piece of paper Dan showed me. “Looks familiar?”

She just chuckled. She didn’t even open the paper. “Yes.” Continue reading “Part 7”

Part 6

I grabbed Trisha’s arm and dragged her. Dan followed behind. My heart was no longer going to explode due to too much love. It’s going to burst due to too much anger. I can’t believe it. I’m so pissed off right now; I could start blowing fire out of my nostrils.

“Hey, hey, easy,“ Trisha pulled away and stopped me. “Where are you going anyway?”

“Yeah,” Dan said, catching his breath.

They were right. I didn’t know where I was going to. But I know exactly who I wanted to see. Continue reading “Part 6”

Part 5

“Why did you wanna go here again?” Trisha asked me as we strolled down Hyde Park.

I smiled to myself. This was our favorite place. Dan and I. We used to go here when we were still together. I know I’ve only spent a month with him before he decided to call the relationship off, but we’ve made good memories here.

We would walk down here, hands locked in each other, as the wind blows through my hair. And then every time he tucked a lose strand of my hair into my ear, he would lean in for a kiss on my cheeks. We would stay at the pavilion, sometimes ridiculously dance, ignoring the weird looks people were giving us. We would watch the sunset, my head on his shoulder and every time that the last sight of the sun descends into the horizon, he’d whisper I love you. I would smile to myself and say it back to him.

Those were the memories of us I’ve held on to. But I realized now, today being his wedding day, I should let those memories go. The same way I am telling myself to let him go. Continue reading “Part 5”

Part 4

I turned my back and Trisha and I walked back to the pub. Trisha lent me some of her clothes. I stared blankly at the floor as I change. What just happened? It’s like my heart has been ripped out of my chest with great force. I can feel it beating but it’s like I’m already dead.

“Knock-knock,” Lilia stood right by the door. I gave her a weak smile. “You sure you’re okay?”

I nodded. I don’t want to talk right now, really. No matter how nice Lilia was being towards me.

“So…” she began. “Are you okay enough to tell me the truth?”

“What truth?” I said, trying to play it cool.

“The truth about you and Dan,” she replied flatly.

I gulped. Continue reading “Part 4”