Victoria--Sequel

Sequel

Words have failed to help her, failed to mend the hole she felt in her stomach. She couldn’t breathe…she couldn’t fathom the fact that this has happened to her. Her mind was a flurry of thoughts, of questions. “What did I do? What could I have changed? Maybe it was my mother? She always tried to have her say in everything…What else could it be?...”, she thought to herself. The smell of the peonies and gardenias suddenly became too strong, choking her with their overwhelming perfume. The people were starting to leave giving her pitying looks as she stared out, straight-faced towards the ocean. Rosabelle has never been more humiliated and utterly lost before. Wiping away the lone tear that threatened to show the departing guests what she truly felt. She surveyed the scene…the flowers that cost more than her car payments, the linens that caused them a fight or two, the place settings that her mother insisted they had to have because the detailing matched the candleholders…all of the mundane and troubling details that never mattered. “Everything was going according to plan…every last little detail was finally tacked down and was working…except for one major detail…where was he? Benjamin had only one job and one night away…what could have changed in one night,” Rosabelle frantically thought. A wisp of a woman approached her and reached out to hold her hand but Rosabelle couldn’t handle what her mother was about to say. She couldn’t stand to hear her mother’s condolences because they can’t change what happened. She closed her eyes and hoped she would open them to find it wasn’t real and that he would be right in front of her and be repeating the words “I do”. She opened them to find herself alone. Thick rain clouds began to roll in covering what was left of the sunset making everything dark around her. She knew she had to finish it once and for all if he left her dangling. If this was truly happening she knew what she had to do.