Awaken by the rays of sunlight, I creepily crawled around the room searching for pieces of my clothing, I hoped that I could at least find them and escape this room without having to do a walk of shame but, this was proving difficult.
I couldn’t recall much about last night, but I did remember that the day before started with calls about my ex getting married; he was getting married to some blonde model-looking woman, and after giving him 7 years of my life, it sucked seeing that he was getting married to the woman whom he cheated on me with several times.
Brandon who was my ex meant everything to me, and in our relationship, I simply existed to make him happy, and my happiness was tied to his.
From the moment we met, I couldn’t imagine spending my life with anyone else, so it was unbelievable to see that he had moved on just months after our breakup.
I shook my head trying not to think much about the situation because at that point, all I wanted was to find my clothes and I had almost gotten the final piece when I heard a voice speaking to me.
“Hey Jenna, do you want breakfast”, the strange man said smiling at me.
I looked at him trying to remember who he was, but the harder I tried, the less I could recall and at one point, I could see him looking at me amused.
“You don’t remember me, do you?”
“Would it be bad if I said that I didn’t”, I responded to him.
“Well, it’s all good, at least you are truthful, and if you wanted to know, my name is Grey, I met you in a bar and took you home because you begged me to saying “you were all alone”, and just Incase you wanted to know, nothing happened between us”.
When he finished speaking, I sighed in relief because it felt good to know that I didn’t have to do a walk of shame.
I decided then that breakfast with him wouldn’t be that bad, so I agreed to it and we headed to his kitchen together to get something we could eat.
While walking through his house to his kitchen, I couldn’t help but admire his interior, his house looked amazing with a neutral design, and just by looking, you would realize that he was financially thriving.
After we made breakfast, we ate and started conversing about everything that was going on in our lives, and after hours of talking which felt like I had known him forever, I decided that it was time for me to go home and he offered to drive me.
I got to my house and we exchanged numbers with a promise that we would get to meet again, but months passed and all I did was ignore all his calls and effort to see me.
I spent this time drowning in the sorrow of the fact that my ex had gotten married and I really couldn’t see myself moving on anytime soon.
I continued like that until one year later when I found out from a mutual friend that my ex’s marriage has crashed because he cheated on his wife with another lady and at that point, I couldn’t help but acknowledge that I had missed a bullet.
I realized that I had wasted my time crying over someone undeserving and in the process, I might have lost someone who was.
I had placed my happiness in the wrong place because I didn’t recognize that I was the only one who could give myself happiness but, my eyes were finally open and I could see.
Immediately after that realization, I picked up my phone and dialed Grey’s number hoping that he would pick up but the phone rang over and over without it happening.
I was about to drop my phone after the last try before I heard a voice speaking through the phone.
“Well, well, see who popped up, do you finally want to meet up?”
I smiled at that moment because I knew that things were going to be fine and for the first time, I might actually have a chance at happiness.
THE END
