I woke up in the middle of the night… Thinking I heard
someone singing… no, it was a song, my phone was ringing. I didn’t pick up, or
rather couldn’t before it stopped ringing, because it went off. The phone must
have rang for a while, because I had 5 missed calls and it was 15 minutes past
3’o clock, a.m. I must have been very tired because I did not hear the phone
ringing. I unlocked the phone to see who the caller was… It was my Fiancé, oh
my!
The phone started to ring again, but I intentionally did not
pick up this time… I knew trouble had brewed, for my not picking his calls… and
all hell was about to break loose, or had broken… I just haven’t seen it
physically.
It’s now 5 hours after the break of dawn… What did I get
myself into? It is 2 weeks to my wedding. Do I really want to get married? Do I
want out? Even if, I did, what do I tell my parents? Besides the society would
laugh… should I really care? Should I not care?? What do I do? But this, is my
life. What do I do?
Join me same time next week as I unravel this story which
lead to my dilemma.
-Anonymous.
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