Shawn’s POV.
Since childhood, I had known that I had a fiancée and that I would marry her when I grew up. She was beautiful and sweet, and I loved everything about her.
When we were little, she was like my shadow, always following me around. We were childhood sweethearts, and I loved how natural it felt to have her by my side.
I cherished that feeling and once told her, “You have to stay with me forever and keep up with my pace!”
She had promised she would.
For some reason, everything changed when I started college. It was as if my world suddenly burst into color, and Rowena was no longer the only vibrant part of it.
Though she still followed me everywhere, constantly weaving herself into every aspect of my life, I began to find it annoying. I was convinced she would never leave me, so I thought I could spend a few years living it up before settling down with her.
However, she was too clingy. She always got upset and tried to stop me from living my single life. The more she followed me, the more frustrated I became with her.
Then, one day, after another argument, she did not come back to apologize like she usually did. Instead, she posted photos of her marriage certificate on social media.
My heart raced with fear at first, but I convinced myself it was impossible. I believed she could never leave me and, that this was just another way to get my attention.
So, I continued to ignore her, naively and arrogantly believing I would win this mind game. I did win, in a way- no one could play the silent treatment better than I could.
When I saw her again, her bulging pregnant belly finally made me realize I had lost her for good. I felt terrified and confused, especially when I could no longer see any trace of love for me in her eyes.
My heart felt like it was being torn apart.
The night before her wedding, I clung to one last hope and humbly asked her, “Do we still have a chance?”
She coldly replied, “No.”
