I listened for his ring at the door and spent hours …show more content…
It had been strange how different he was upon my return, but it wasn't until the one who spoke foolishly and cruelly confirmed such suspicions. She led me to believe that it would have worked out and I appeared foolish for thinking that our plans to engage have not changed, when in fact, he has already moved …show more content…
The very person whom I call my aunt, knew of the looming disaster awaiting to occur, yet she has done none to stop it from befalling. She had preached in believing that she sees my side perfectly and “the situation as a whole”, yet I am sure her advisory has done more harm than good. Her meddling has caused him to be tired of my very name and for that I most definitely will not forget her actions and choices. I had become sickened at the thought that my own aunt had been let loose, as it were upon her own happiness.
The bitterness was hard to control in my voice, in that moment I could not have stopped the venom seeping through my words – I desperately wished that she had never spoken of me to him. I became hysteric and finally realised how wicked and cruel she really was. The whole time I had been afraid that she would spoil everything, for she does spoil everything she touches, but I was afraid of the possibility. I knew that in the bottom of my heart I hated to be violent, but I could not help but feel a release and sort of pleasure in cleaving the air. (I don't know about this part – work on