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    Half Bliss- Chapter 3


    Eight is a number that marks prosperity in the Chinese culture. It represents wealth. Sometimes it represents health as well but most of all prosperity of life and everything else. They hold onto this number almost like a religion. Superstition is not always bad though. It can give hope when all is lost. However, most often than not, we just give too much importance to these fringe elements in life that we lose ourselves.

     

    Eight is a mysterious number. It resembles infinity in the language of numbers. It just takes a little flip and you get a lifetime…

    Of what?

     

    On the eighth second of the eighth minute in the eighth hour of the eighth day, she died.

    Then, she was re-born in white robes. Everything around her were effigy of innocence where as she was anything but that.

     

    Her soul left on the mark of her eighth anniversary after eight months of separation. It left her body that was only being identified as the shell of her previous content self.

    She was numb from then on. Drifting lifelessly on the inside, she was after witnessing the most despicable act.

    It takes one to know another of course. Hypocrisy is just another form of irony when you look closely enough.

     

    The act itself tore her heart apart. As if it couldn’t hurt anymore, she had to stand by the sidelines as her once secure role got occupied by another.

     

     Her angel is no longer hers. The hurting didn’t stop at that act of carelessness itself.  It came for more. Wanting to prove that she still had a bit left in her to be broken, her love slowly shredded her being into fragments unrecognizable in the mirror.

     

    Finally she took her most precious. Her only evidence of their eight years of bliss was slowly being taken away again for good this time.

     

    However, she fought one last time until guilt overcome totally. Even when she tries to protect what little left of her unbroken soul, her love managed to hurt her. The simple reminder that while her angel is by her side her love will lose hers gnawed at her. Finally, everything had to come to a halt.

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    Comments

    1. i’m still confused too… now is it henry who raped bette… i’ll still be reading… because i can’t wait to see how you tie this all together… pps

    2. You’re writing has left me breathless. I am overwhelmed by your incredible use of symbolism to portray this story. The confusion produced by your words is so reflective of how Bette must be feeling. Please, please continue…

    3. Oh man! What a twist. It’s brilliant I just wander how this is all going to come together. Great update! Can’t wait to read more :) Thank you!

    4. Hey mshornygettingdirty (Hmmmm, I wonder what inspired that screen name .. my imagaination runneth over…Hmmm) Your story is interesting. What a twist. I hate the idea of Bette (or anyone else) being the victim of rape… but it does enhance the drama of this tale. I can see how writing a speech would be difficult with this story dominating your creative consciousness. Hey I’m not complaining. Thanks for writing. PPS.

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