COMMENT
Chapter 9
Damien’s POV
A cuss left my lips the moment Irene slammed the door to my fire. Why was I feeling different all of a sudden? Hasn’t Eva always been the woman I love! I mean that was the reason I ended my marriage with Irene five years ago.
“Damn it,” I hit the wall, feeling frustrated and a bit angry. I knew what I felt for Irene and it was angering me to see how much she doesn’t want to have anything to do with me, even though I understand her reasons.
Then I’m also frustrated with the fact I’m suddenly having a different feeling about my relationship with Eva. As if I should make a rash decision to cancel my wedding, myself
A groan left my lips as I began walking down the small stairs in front of the apartment.
“What’s wrong with me?” I asked as I slipped into my car. Revving the engine on, my eyes darted towards her doorway again and I felt a longing feeling deep within my heart.
I knew what I wanted. I certainly do.
But what I want is not just going to be easy to acquire. Irene hates me. And I gave her many reasons for that
“She’s right. My wedding is in a week. I can’t start having all these conflicted feelings. Eva is my woman, and that is it.” I said, nodding to myself as if trying to convince myself.
Driving off back to my place, my mind kept wandering back and forth between my feelings for Eva and Irene. What changed? Maybe Irene shouldn’t have shown up in my life again, Maybe she should have stayed where she was and then. I wouldn’t be facing this internal struggle of my feelings.
Setting my eyes on her after five years rocked my inside. It was as if I was seeing a new person but still Irene. Was it because she had changed that I now have these feelings suddenly?
Or has the feeling always been there? Buried deep in the crevice of my heart?
Was that why I’ve always felt this emptiness when she left that year? And when I saw her again, was that the reason my soul felt full?
These questions kept my mind engaged all through the drive back home. I didn’t even realize I had gotten home until I saw that I was parking in the driveway.
Stepping out of the car, I saw the person waiting for me outside, Eva. And I tried to search inside of me for that excitement I used to feel whenever I see her, but it wasn’t there.
I put on a small smile for her, whilst searching hard for that feeling of excitement or thrills I usually feel for her.
But I couldn’t find them. It’s as if they have not been there for a while, I just didn’t know. I was so used to the routine of my heart that I didn’t realize when the original feeling had left my heart.
My heart wasn’t thrumming for the woman I’ll be marrying in a week.
“You guys didn’t do a good job. I didn’t achieve the result I wanted. So I won’t pay you all the money you are asking for.” Her back was turned to me as I heard her yelling into the phone.
I wonder what she was talking about.
“Eva,” I softly called, wanting to give her a peck on the lips as we usually greet each other.
“Don’t freaking come close to me.” She sneered as she hung up on the person she was talking to very quickly, and there was
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a hard glare in her eyes that I just noticed.
She was angry
“Where the hell have you been all evening?” She shouted. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you?” She was enraged.
“And where the hell were you when I got into that fire and got back out, but my fiancée was nowhere to be found?” I threw back at her, if she thinks I didn’t notice her absence in such a crucial time, it would be a lie.
“Did I ask you to run into a fire and save the small boy? Did I ask you to be a superhero?” She has fire in her eyes, and it was then I realized this woman didn’t really care so much about me. Because if she did, she would be very
worried for my well
being.
But instead she chose to be angry and yell at me.
“Oh, so that’s why you don’t care if I was roasted alive, right?” questioned her in disbelief about what I was hearing from
her.
“Are you not trying to get close to Irene? Didn’t you save the boy so Irene can see you as her savior? Didn’t you follow them to the hospital and also leave with them to whatever place they lived? Huh?” Eva matched up to my face, shouting angrily.
“You don’t really care about me, do you?” I asked her, feeling as if I was finally seeing what I should have seen,
before.
“Don’t you dare use this as an avenue to say such nonsense to me. You know I love you, Damien. I care about you. You are my world and everything. And we’ll be becoming husband and wife in a week, and nothing will stop that from happening. Not you. Not Irene. Not her freaking son that is always wanting to die.” She yelled, and her words were only fueling more
anger
in me
But I restrained myself from exchanging more words with her.
“I made a mistake. Now I see it.” I said and turned around, heading for my car.
“What mistake, Damien? What fucking mistake are you talking? Answer me!” Eva shouted, running after me.
“What the hell do you mean by that? Is Irene getting to your head? Have you fucked her?” She kept throwing such nonsense in the air, but I couldn’t entertain her paranoia.
And I was quick to enter my car and drove off to a bar where I can drown my problems in alcohol. I left her standing in the driveway while shouting like a maniac.
1 made a mistake that can’t be fixed. I’m stuck with Eva. And there’s no way out of this. The wedding will happen, and I’ll be in a marriage where I won’t be happy.
Perhaps, this is my punishment for hurting Irene.
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