Wednesday, November 19, 2014

A new beginning

On April 11, 2013, i wrote a story entitled Just a girl @ http://piginoz.blogspot.com/2013/04/just-girl.html

Her story did continue, albeit one year later.

A new beginning

The first time I met Eva, she was just a regular girl sitting in my office. Wavy soft brown hair, large dark brown eyes, 5 feet tall and curvy. It was just another consultation, perhaps just a regular case of MDD. But as the sessions continue, I am blown away by how many secrets this young girl can contain. You see, in my line of work, confidentiality is very important. But the stories she carry is much too interesting to be kept secret. So I have decided to write them down. But I will not share with just anyone, only to those that have the ability to read not from the eyes but through the heart. If you are reading this now, I hope you can do that.

It all begins with a red wedding. No, its not the type of Asian wedding where the bride dresses up in red and gets sent off in a red carriage. This is the Game of Thrones equivalent type of red wedding. She was 25 years old, and she thought she found someone that she could spend the rest of her life with. She walked down the aisle in her white dress accompanied by her beloved father with the rest of the family in attendance, watching her glow with the kind of joy that can only stem from true love. Her groom, 32, a tall handsome imposing figure turns around to see the mate he plans to love and cherish forever. All of the sudden, there was a sound of gunshot. Bang. All the ladies start screaming and running. Eva never made it to the end of the aisle.

A happy wedding turned into a sad funeral. Matt, the bridegroom was no more and Eva can only weep sorrowfully at the heavens as they will be forever separated in life. She wore her blood stainned white wedding dress for 3 days and 3 nights as she stared at his picture. At the hospital, she refused to leave Matt, so much that her family have to request the medical staff to sedate her so that Matt can be prepared for the funeral service. She would eat nothing as the only thing she can feel now is emptiness. She no longer lives because her love, her heart and soul had died with him.

Eva, sitting alone in her blood stainned white wedding dress on the floor of the bathroom, resembled a withering rose. Would she be able to find a new beginning for herself?

Stay tuned to find out.

To be continued...............


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