Chapter fourteen

Peter Wellington's

A knock on my door wakes me up. I groan, pulling my blanket off me. 

I got home late after the dinner. It all turned out bad. Thanks to my uncle who couldn't keep his mouth shut. He's always ruining everyone's happiness.

After Mike and Karen left to God knows where, I also left the dinning table for some fresh air in the garden. One of my favorite places in my parents house. The garden brings so much memories. 

Walking to the garden, I spotted Karen and Mike in the corners, saying something to each other. They looked so in love. I hated how my heart broke just staring about them. I used to be like them, with my girlfriend in my arms. The only woman I loved.

Natasha.

We were so in love. We were glued to each other, not wanting to let go, but she did. 

She left without a word.

She left leaving a broken me to sulk. I remembered when I didn't hear from her for over a week. I was asked