My lips parted as I turned my gaze on the double doors where we entered earlier, hoping and praying so hard that Evan will show up and save me from this intense feelings inside my chest. Despite the on going issue, the reporters who are here are still doing a live broadcast and camera flash are almost everywhere. They keep taking a picture of me, of my parents and his family despite the fact that we're already drowning in a shameful situation.
I can also hear people whispering and talking... confused as to why the event hasn't proceeding. I even heard someone saying that Evan might have backed out because he doesn't like me.
I gasped and tried to calm my worried heart. I can't deny that it hurts more when you hear it from the other people around you. To hear that Evan has finally made a decision and this must be it.
He told me to trust him, and I do... I trust him... He won't do something like this to me... He may be an arrogant asshole but he will never do this to me. I am sure of it!
Damn it!
My hand formed into a fist. I bit my lower lip and lowered my head to hide the emotion painted on my face.
Fuck you, Evan. Don't you dare do this to me... I swear I am going to kill you if you keep playing with me this way...
Samantha got my attention when she stood up all of a sudden while looking at her mobile phone. I inhaled sharply as I started to feel the fear eating my whole body. My heart is like on a marathon that my rib cage hurts already.
What's going on?
Samantha's gaze turned on me. I saw the sadness and fear on her eyes. I don't know what's happening but I just realized that my tears are already running down my cheeks. I gasped and shook my head, evidently afraid of what will happen any moment.
"Samantha! What's going on?" Savannah's voice almost echoed in the whole room.
Samantha didn't answer her twin sister. Instead, she went up to the stage slowly and walked towards her parents. She handed her phone to them and I saw how her parents' reacted.
Czarina Zendejas' lips parted and shook her head. Her hands automatically went to her mouth and then she turned around. Richard Zendejas, on the other hand, clenched his jaw and uttered a curse because of the abrupt anger. Samantha cried in front of so many people which made father angry. He's on the verge of yelling at Evan's family when he went up to the stage to confront them.
I cried in silence. I felt a warm hands on my shoulders and when I looked up, I saw Chandria. I breathed in heavily and without further ado, she hugged me so tight .
The next thing happened; I heard Samantha spoke in front of the crowd.
"I'm sorry for the hassle, everyone. My brother won't make it tonight..." she paused right after our eyes met. "He's calling off this... I... I'm sorry..." she can't finish her statement as she's already crying. She went back to her seat and hugged her boyfriend.
What the fuck?
Did he just call off our engagement!?
Tears pooled in my eyes. I felt my chest tightening when I realized what Evan did this night. I hugged Chandria and cried in despair. I only stopped when the crowd started to panic as my mother passed out on the stage.
No... please, no! I stood up immediately and ran towards her. I held her in my arms and tried to wake her up.
"Mommy! Mommy!" I cried endlessly.
"Oh my goodness, Michelle!" Czarina Zendejas became so pale. "Guards! Call some help! Please!"
I panicked because my mother won't wake up at all. Daddy almost fainted in front of us. He kept calling my mom's name and hugging her. I can't even stop my tears from falling. Even when the ambulance arrived, I still feel the pain inside my chest.
We rushed as we leave the hotel and went inside the ambulance too. I held my mother's hand and watched the medical team as they put a medical equipment to my mom's mouth in order for her to be able breathe.
"Mommy..." I cried as I called her repeatedly. "Mommy, wake up please..."
This... This whole disaster won't happen at all only if Evan showed up. This is his fault! Everything became a mess because he decided to turn his back on me!
I won't forgive him! I can't even... I won't be able to forgive! Damn him!
How could he do this to me? I trusted him! He said that I can trust him but he only fooled me! He's cruel and heartless! I can't believe what he did to us... to me...
He gave us nothing but a false hope... What he did to me was like a nightmare... It was like a knife that left multiple cuts through my bones. My chest felt so heavy, carrying nothing but wrath I feel for him.
What did I do wrong for us to end up this way? In which part did I make a mistake? In which part did I lack the most?
Why?
Why did you this, Evan?
At that same night, I made a promise to myself that I will never forgive him for what he did, and that I won't that kind of nightmare to happen all over again...
He only left my soul in despair. This part of my life and all the memories I have shared with him were the cruelest memories that I want to forget... that I want to bury.
Evan Zendejas, you are one pretty devil who destroyed every hope you have given to my parents. You shed nothing but blood in the trust I have given you...
Are you happy, Evan? Does this whole mess made you happy? Are you satisfied with what you have done? Because right now, your cruelty won.
My evil fiance won...
***
After a few months...
In a broad daylight, I still feel the sorrow lingering inside my chest. Maybe, it is only me, who still feels the aftermath of an unwanted event that happened in my life. I inhaled the air from outside, which brought back the vivid flashbacks of how a devil enticed me.
I could still see it whenever I close my eyes, the way he flashed his devilish smile at me, and how his ruthless aura made my knees go weak. How I trusted his words. How I let him entered my life. And how he stole my heart in so many ways... I felt shivers running up to my spine, and I remember the familiar goosebumps all over my body.
He's such a devil.
Devil whose horns aren't visible, and knocked me up just when he had the right time; when he saw my weaknesses.
Damage has been done, and I could still feel the searing pain of that unwanted memory, of how a devil played with me, of how he destroyed me, of how he hurled my trust and unsaid feeling towards him, of how he deceived me.
He is a cruel person...
And I decided to run away from him, too afraid that his existence will tear me up.
My endless tears started blurring my eyes. I don't want that to happen.
That will be the last time...
And so, I will do the attempt to protect myself, and will not let the devil hurt the shit out of me, again.
I am Risha Nathalie Saavedra, and all I feel despite the sadness is indifference.