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Music Is My Savior
He couldn’t help it, they were truly a happy couple.
"You did nothing wrong. You were amazing. You are amazing"
He let out that same bitter laugh, looking down to the suitcases beside her feet. Considering the situation they were in, he doubted he was all that amazing.
She sadly walked over to him, guilt completely claiming her features. Guilt he didn’t want, he preferred her happiness. She stood between his legs, placing her hands on his arms and slowly sliding them up to his shoulders and finally cupping his face.
It was such a tender gesture, something that never failed to calm him. Now all he wanted to do was push her away . . but he couldn’t. Instead he just reveled in her touch, knowing it would be the last time he would feel his skin against hers.
"I love you, I really do"
"But you love her more" He added simply, his words cold and emotionless. He couldn’t help it, he saw no sense in holding anything back.
Her tearing eyes remained on his but she never said a word. Then again, she didn’t have to. Her silence was an answer all on its own.
It’s funny you don’t know what you got
Till you ain’t got it no more
Put down my glass, grab the bottle
I throw it back and I shout "She with somebody else"
"May I have this dance?"
The soft voice brought him out of his reverie, pulling him out of his thoughts and back to reality. He looked up at the beautiful sight, not bothering to deny that she truly did make a breathtaking bride.
She was glowing, happier than he had ever seen her and deep down, he hated it. He hated the fact that someone else was the reason for that bliss, fulfilling her in ways that he couldn’t no matter how hard he tried. But then, that was the very reason why he knew he had made the right choice in letting her go.
"Are you sure you new wife won’t mind?" He teased in an attempt to ease some of the discomfort he felt.
That all too familiar pang stung his chest at the word he should have been using himself. Saying it out loud however made it somewhat easier, it was a step closer to acceptance and moving on.
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(20 votes, average: 4.25 out of 5)
👱 poor Eric, he was portrayed with so much respect. Thank you for doing this Miss Liah, not all of us are man haters. On the other hand Tina and Bette were so awesomely hot and loving, me want more. Thank you 👸
Wonderful job
Great post. I actually had some sympathy for Eric here, but the way it ended left no doubt everything happened for the right reasons. And, Eric eventually found his own happiness. Thanks for the post, Liah. :)
Great story. You did well by poor Eric, yet in the end he found his love. He was right when he said he could never compete with our Bette, no one can. And I agree with what everyoneabove me has said. Thanks for posting.
Wonderful chapter.Thank you.
Feel bad for eric but so happy for Tina and Bette, love them. That was awesome and thanks for the post
Absolutely wonderful. Thank you
Thanks Liah for this story :-) well … Eric is just a man, another human being-who is being left broken hearted by his girlfriend because of finding another love.. And he is portrayed so good here, I meant all his emotions and dream and wishes all just simply reflected as he is human.. Not because he is a man. Great writing with interesting approach Liah! :-) anyway… so, when is the new installment would be ready for public consumption!? ;-) hehe… PPVS and thanks!!! :-)
Thanks, that was a nice way to approach a situation that many others experience and using Eric to have the role in this beautifully written story. It was great from all sides. Thanks for the wonderful way in which you tell stories.
Loved it! Liah, you rock! :P
Perfectly crafted.. who is anyone to stand in the path of true love..man or woman.. but they must be extraordinary beings to accept it with such dignity! outstanding offering once more my friend!
You have a way to write with such sensitivity and heart, it’s deeply beautiful…
And since I can so fully understand Eric here, I cannot help but thank you for this respectful way to depict the tragedy of unrequited love. I admire his courage, I would have never been able to go to the marriage of the love of my life, even if I share, totally, his sincere wish of happiness for her. Poignant but beautiful ; thank you…