Rosa Garret pov

While I was roaming in my room, I found our old pictures still there on the wall and only desk. Daniel was everywhere that I couldn’t even take the time to throw all those pictures before leaving.

Or maybe I couldn’t find the strength to rip all of our past tighter in just a blink of an eye.

With every picture, there was an old memory reminding me of him. How we laughed, how we kissed. How we sneaked out of the house in the middle of the night.

Everything was dangerous and risky with him. I remember that night when dad busted us kissing in my room.

Yes, we're supposed to study tighter for our final exams. But hell no, we couldn’t stop ourselves that night.

I don’t know why my mom insisted on taking that picture for us that day. Maybe she thought later we would need all of those pictures to bring the fantastic past again. Or to keep our best moments forever.

Seriously from what I was looking at, that moment was bringing me the worst days ever, heartaches. Pain and misery, and I hated all those pictures around me.

I opened my window to throw all of these pictures and end that chapter of my life forever. Even though my parents said they had arranged a marriage for Daniel and me. But I wasn’t going to accept easily, and also, if I did, that wouldn’t last forever.

I won’t lose this time for him. Ever and never. It was my revenge this time to take and make him only regret and beg for forgiveness, and I won’t accept.

I collected all the pictures and stood by my window, to be honest, something stopped me. My hands didn’t help me as if a ghost from the past control my body. My hands trembled, and….

I couldn’t…

Because Mila, my best friends, was down calling my name “hey girl. Why didn’t you call me? I was waiting for you at the airport, like a dog for hours! I hate you, Rosa garret.” She gritted her teeth.

She looked in a mess, actually as if she was waiting for a full day or something. And yes, with that look, she was almost like a street dog.

I smirked and waved to her to come up, “girl! I missed you, and I do love you.”

She chuckled, “I love you too, baby, I’m coming.”

And few minutes and banging on my door, she barged in already, but she liked to act childishly and to make noises.

I swear to god if we were living in an apartment, all the neighbors might call the police for us from her noisy way.

She threw her body to me and hugged me tightly, and I kissed her cheeks “I’ missed you Mila so much.”

She pouted suppressing her tears to do, not cry, she was such a sensitive girl, and she was almost on edge “I missed you more. I was feeling so lonely without you.”

“Oh, baby, don’t cry, please. Me too.” I made a puppy face.

She shook her head, “I’m not crying because of you.”

I raised my brows, “then why? Is there something wrong happened?” I asked with curiosity.

She nodded, then rounded her fist as if she was ready to punch someone on the face “that freaking arrogant fucking shit handsome guy fired me.” She screamed loudly.

I rolled my eyes at her “the first part was understandable for me, but a handsome guy?! Tell me about that. And what do you mean that he fired you?”

She pulled my hand to sit on the bed, and she walked back and forth, explaining, “a new CEO for the company, and I bumped into him and spilled my coffee on his jacket. And….” She paused.

“And?” I raised an eyebrow, waiting for her. I don’t know why I felt that she was angry about something else.

She slumped down her shoulders in defeat and sighed, “and I fell hard for the guy.”

“What the fuck?!” I exclaimed, dumbfounded.

She jumped to the bed next to me, “yes, you didn’t even see his face — the most dangerous, scary look ever. I like him, I mean I’m… I want to meet him again.”

I stood up and ushered to her to stop “stop talking now, he fired you because you spilled your coffee on his jacket! Could you believe it? He is rude and shit! And you have no job now because of him. How could you even think of him? Come back to your senses Mila.” I warned her.

Truthfully, I couldn’t tell if I was angry with her or for myself. Even she smelled something fishy in between my words, she stood up and placed her arm around my shoulder “Sis, tell me what’s going on with you? You look mad and upset.”

I gulped nervously “nothing, do you want to hang out? Clubbing or something.” I suggested and diverted the subject. I wasn’t ready to tell her that I should get married to Daniel so soon and only god and our parents know when and where.

She checked my face for a while, then nodded, “well, we could go to this new nightclub.”

I narrowed my brows, but I didn’t ask her. But my instinct told me not to go…. But I didn’t listen.

“Okay, let me take a shower and get dressed. Pick a dress or something from my bag. You will find new dresses I have not used yet, and actually, it will fit your body.” I pointed to her to the bag, and I took a towel and rushed to the bathroom.

Was I ready to meet my old people and friends, and everyone witnessed my relationship with Daniel? Even our friends were the same.

But she said it’s a new place? Right? At least I could meet a guy and…. Get fucked! Yeah, one night stand won’t hurt anyone.