Phoebe’s tears flowed freely now, each one a reminder of her own failings. “I know,” she admitted, her voice thick with emotion. “I was a coward. I didn’t want to fight them. I didn’t want to upset them. I thought if I just ignored it, it would go away. But it didn’t, Seth. And I see that now. I should have defended you. I should have been stronger.”Seth let out a dry laugh, though there was no humor in it. “Yeah, you should have. I stood by you through everything, every judgment, every insult, every time they tried to push me away. I stood by you, thinking you were worth it. But you never stood by me.”The truth of his words struck Phoebe like a physical blow, and she felt her legs buckle slightly. She caught herself, breathing deeply, trying to steady the overwhelming guilt that surged through her.“I know,” she whispered again, her voice barely audible. “I don’t deserve your forgiveness. I don’t deserve another chance.”Seth’s face softened slightly, though the pain remained. “And
Phoebe emerged outside and really felt the brunt of all that had happened come right on top of her. A cool breeze of wind blew on her face and wiped the emerging tears. She stood there shaking, unable to control herself after hearing the flood of Seth’s words that came to her. He’s picked another woman. Emma. It was over.As she stood right there just thinking of how everything turned out bad, she heard the door to the room open again.‘Wait Phoebe' Seth said so softly, it was barely audible.Phoebe stopped, unable to face him,but could not resist the urge to look back. Finally, she stood still for several minutes before slowly turning around, hugging herself, for the cold. Seth was standing with his hand on the doorframe, his expression a distorted puzzle of all sorts of feelings. Putting a hand through his hair he sighed and said, “I don’t know if I did.” “I wanted to believe that I am not harming anybody… but now that you are going away heartbroken it almost seems… like I hurt you.
Seth looked at her, startled by what she just said. The animosity between them grew and for the first time since the conversation started, Phoebe felt like she was regaining some measure of agency. She had always been passive waiting for Seth to decide for her, to choose for her. But now it was her turn.“I deserve better than to be a second choice for you Seth,” phoebe said with her voice calm even though she was boiling inside. “I deserve a person who doesn’t have to think twice if he or she wants me around.”Seth drew in a breath and stepped back as if she had thrown a punch between them. He opened his mouth to say something but no words were formed in his throat. All of a sudden, Phoebe was able to read the conflict in his face: the guilt, the confusion, the pain. But she knew that this was not only about him any longer.“But Emma might be the safe choice,” Phoebe continued, her tone less aggressive. “But you are not sure about her either You are holding both of us and waiting for
Seth slowly rose from the chair and began to walk around the room as his mind was churning with a whirl of feelings. He had loved Phoebe once, he had loved her with all his heart and soul and mind. But now? He did not know what emotions he had for her at the moment. Was it love, or was it just the lingering of the previous pain that had not been healed yet?The way Emma treated him was far different from the way Phoebe ever did; she had been kind, polite and caring to him. She never looked at him from the angle of how he was raised or the amount of money he had. She loved him with all his shortcomings and imperfections. Spending time with Emma was like starting a new chapter in one’s life, a way of establishing a healthy relationship.But despite all that, Phoebe still had the power over him and this was evident when he went to her house. This was like a man who no matter how hard he tries to progress, he is always pulled back by the past. Worse still, he had no idea how to go about i
A faint smile lit up her face as she completed her birthday schedule.She reluctantly paused for a second and looked at the notepad that lay in her hands. “Should I invite Seth?”She kept asking herself the same questions multiple times. Indeed it was painful as if she reopened an old sore but a part of her wanted him to find her happy, to see that she is in love with another man.“No,”Phoebe said loudly, being quiet all the time. She couldn’t invite Seth. It was time for her and she had to concentrate on her happiness this time. Seth would only bring back memories, she did not want to think about the past and she made up her mind to forget them. Her party would be a celebration of her freedom not a depiction of what had been before. She quickly wrote something else on the notepad She had written to remind herself to call for Sarah and ask her to check on the number of guests.Just then her phone beeped which jolted her off her thoughts. It’s a text from Christian.“Pretty excited to s
The tension rose higher and higher and when Christian tried to grab Phoebe’s hand to bring her to him and kiss her maybe to teach Seth a lesson, Seth was right in front of him, his hand outstretched to stop him. “No,” Seth replied in a very low and dangerous tone. His fingers tightened around Christian’s wrist in a way that was unkind and the two men were nose to nose, glaring at each other. Christian’s lips curled into a sneer. ‘Or what?’ He sneered, the fire of defiance burning in his eyes. Seth stared at Christian with fiery eyes. “Or maybe I will tell you to whom she belongs. ” The room stopped for them, the music and voices of people in the background becoming inaudible as the two men glared at each other. Seth’s fingers dug into Christian’s skin for a second before he let go of his wrist and took a step back but kept staring at him. Phoebe was standing between them this time raising both hand sideways l. ‘Enough!’ she yelled, her voice shaking with rage. ”This is not a ba
“This is about you not accepting that I have, you know Seth,” “You cannot just come here and pretend that everything is fine. ” Seth stood his ground and looked right into Phoebe's eyes. “Has it really changed, Phoebe? Look me in the eyes and tell me that you don’t have any feelings when we are this close. ” Phoebe hesitated and her heart was pounding. Even now there was something about him that drew her to him. But she is struggling to carve a new life for herself. She refuses to let herself be bogged down by past emotions and feelings. “Seth, you cannot decide whether I should be happy or not, or where my life is heading to, anymore, I have been hurt by you, by us, for too long. ” Seth’s jaw tightened and his eyes turned into deep black pools. “Do you prefer him? You think that Christian can provide for you the things we used to have?” “What we had is over, Seth,” Phoebe replied angrily, her voice shaking. “You had your chance and you messed it up. You never treated me right Ch
She gasped and felt frozen as she was unable to break away from his stare. His words awakened something in her which she had locked deep down within her for a long time. But then she remembered Christian, the security that he provided, the serenity that she got from him. For her, the war continues within. “Seth,” she said softly after several moments, her voice shaking. “I can’t do this. ” Seth’s eyes begged her to look at him as he waited for her response. “Yes, you can. Just let go, Phoebe. Let go of the fear. You know we belong together. ” Before she could say anything, Christian spoke in a tone that could slice through butter. “Is everything alright?” Phoebe quickly swiveled around to see Christian standing a couple of steps from her, looking at her with a frown of concern and suspicion. He looked at her then at Seth and the tension between them was palpable. “I was just asking Phoebe if she’s happy,” Seth said and although his voice didn’t sound angry, he still didn’t loo