Fragile Heart

n the morning...my name is Ava Dawson, I am twenty-one years old and I have a fiance or should I say a boyfriend whom I love so much. His name is Jamal Nohea and he is twent

time we kissed, we only talk on the phone t

to hire a taxi and as always I was one of the first people to reach the company...well, the se

ames" I greet and

re you this morning?" He as

, thanks, a

some" he responded and sha

phone from my bag and call Jamal on a video call

orning" he smiles at me making my heart swell i

ur night?" I

ul dress about u

ed, Abit eager to know

and had two beautiful kids...little Jama

then, we are still together

to go now" he said

babies...I don't want to put all the work and stress on Jamal, so I decided to save money secretly without his

as I turn the person only to see

e you doing here?" I asked feeling all h

ou been?" She hugs me for so

see.." I sa

..Jamal...he is back in town" he

..he is in Mexico," I told her thi

arded the same flight to Texas" ..."are

home. Though I was happy that Jamal is in town, I was a bit hurt because he didn't tell me he was coming, even when we speak in the morning. If he is planning on surprising me, then he should j

nge juice, and gulp on it without bordering to pour it into a glass. After drinking to my satisfaction, I place it back in the fridge and remov

day, I want to give him all of me 'cause I know he deserves it, he has been patient enough and making him wait for any longer isn't worth it...I am not too good at dressing sexily but at least, I know a little. I check out the dresses in my closafterwith what seems like forever, I finally settle for a straight red handless gown that has a space in front exposing my cleavage and only reaches me on my

the only thing that was black complimenting my dark twilight hair...I check myself out in the mirror and I was good to go, but there was one tiny problem, I am not used to wearing such exposing clothes, and goin

stination, when I stepped out of the car, I

the nature of the living room was not good at all, there were two glasses on the table with an empty bottle of wine and there, I saw his shirt

I stare at the two on the bed...I could feel my heart shattering into million pieces as tears rolls down my cheeks profusel

ra? It feels like a dream and I shake my head to see if i

ction and the moment his eyes met mine, he froze on his spot befor

s on my lips, like what the hell does he take me for? Seeing with another girl,

r face ...Does this means he has been fooling me all these years? I asked myself as I turn and run out of his apartment, I heard Jamal calling me from behind but I didn't stop, my heart aches.

but Jamal? All these while I have been living in lies and deception thinking I was living a good life...I trusted him with everything I have but I guess it