First message
we started dating when we were in highschool. She was 16 I was 17 she was my everything I’ll admit my soul. I wanted to marry her but than we had something we thought wouldn’t haven’t. A baby. She got pregnant, and instead of staying I was a coward and left. People excused my absence since I was also ‘young and scared’ but I never excused it. She was also young and scared and instead of fighting with her. I left her all alone to deal with our baby. Now that’s years has passed. I became a wealthy man I took over my fathers company, but shes still playing in my head. How is she? Did she find someone new? How is our baby? Did she kept it? Is it a boy or girl? I kept count it’s been 10 years, our baby would be 9 years old by now. 9 years of life I was out of theirs, I missed our babies first steps, first words. Yet I can’t blame anyone but myself.
i attended a gala tonight due to business talking with men the usual. But than I notice her. I can’t miss her i just can’t. That sweet coconut scent she always wore. I looked around like a madman until I finally found her. And to my surprise smiling next to a man, and a ring on her finger. I was too late. I excused myself from the gentleman and head to the terrace. It was too much honestly. I really thought I had hope to build that family I lost once. Few minutes later I heard heels behind me. I’m leaning on the terrace railings and the footsteps stop. I know she’s behind me I can sense her. I don’t say anything until she does.