Chapter 456 - Four Hundred And Fifty-six: A Fairytale Love (1/2)

The third point of view:

God was unfair to her, Anabelle thought. Others didn't need to work hard yet got the love of their life, but for her, it wasn't like that. She had to sacrifice her tears, feeling, and time and yet wasn't lucky. Now, she finally thought she got the one for her, he wasn't who she thought he was.

”Anabelle!” Julie called after her, but she didn't want to see him. She just wanted to get into the car and drive off to her place. Fuck! Goddammit! She was so stupid! No wonder her IQ wasn't as high as Isabella's. How was she going to drive off with the car when it belonged to Julie, plus he had the keys.

”Anabelle, hold on!” he grabbed her arm, turning her around to him.

”No, don't touch me!” She hissed at him as if his hand was poisonous. Right now, she just couldn't think straight and wanted to be as far away from him as possible.

”Anabelle listen to me,”

”No, you listen to me!” She yelled at him, ”What am I to you? A source of entertainment that would fade away with time? Is that it? Tell me, Julie, are you dating me because you truly love me or just a fling to pass off your boredom?” she stared him straight in the eyes.

”Trust me, Anabelle -”

”Well, that's the problem, I don't trust you,”

”Why? Because of my ugly past?”

”Your past doesn't exactly make you trustworthy, Julie! I just discovered that it's a game for you to cheat you on your girlfriends,”

”I admit that I'm not proud of the things that I previously did when I was less responsible, but who in the world doesn't have a dark past?”

”Well, for starters, I don't!”

”Forgive me Anabelle but I'm afraid not everyone is a Saint like you are but you should know that I love you, I'm sure of it!”

”Then prove it!” Anabelle yelled at him, ”Don't just tell me that you love me, anyone can say that to me as easily as you did, Julie,”

As if the universe was unconcerned about the situation that Anabelle was in, the sky opened up and showered the earth with rain. Unlike the others running helter scatter, none of the couples bothered to run for shelter. Who would with that kind of tension surround them?

”I don't just need your word, Julie. Promises can be made and broken at the same time as affection ceases. I need assurance, evidence that you're not just weaving a net for me to fall into, is my affection a game to you?”

”Why would you think that? I'm a changed person, Anabelle?”