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provide me with any sanity. My fingers sporadically brushed with the soft rose petals, which I had scattered over the bed. the bed.

the sudden ping of my phone made me jump. I checked my phone in a hurry only to find Amelia's text. My shoulders sagged again.

Amelia - sorry, love. I have been shifted to entrance no.4

I didn't see Mike, though. is he there with you?"

I texted, with a lot less enthusiasm than I had a few hours ago.

Me—No, he is not here yet. I don't know if he will come or not.

Amelia—that bastard! How dare he make you wait! Wait till I see him in the morning.

I smiled. My best friend knew how to lift one's mood. we texted for a while, then when she had to go to her work, I went back to overthinking again.

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Nine fifty-two. it was fucking nine fifty-two and yet, Mike wasn't here. My worry and frustration turned into anger 💢 and sadness 😔.I felt like I was being stood up.On our second anniversary night, I had planned to surprise Mike, but this was the way I was rewarded.

I wouldn't have felt so upset if it was some other day. But today, it was our anniversary. this was special for both of us. I thought Mike would be as excited as I was about our second anniversary celebration. Last year, he threw a big party, invited our friends, and celebrated our first anniversary in the jolliest way. He surprised me last year, and this time, I took the lead but look what my outcome turned out to be.

For five hours straight, I have spent decorating this huge room all by myself. I looked around, the candles were already half burnt, the excitement buzzing inside the room all gone. Ever the balloons seemed sad 😔 .

fuck him. I gritted my teeth and unscrewing the champagne bottle, I chugged the content down my throat one go. The chilled liquid was smooth but my throat burned a little. The more I drank,the more I felt hurt. Tears pricked at the back of eyes as I reached to unscrew another champagne bottle. It would be such a waste if all this hard work goes to waste.

Holding the bottle in one hand, I started at the cake on the coffee table. In bold letters, the words HAPPY SECOND ANNIVERSARY, LOVE glared at me.

Grinding my teeth, I wiped off the inscription written with white chocolate and sulked it. This wasn't how I had been supposed to celebrate, but I was left with nothing. the faint jazz music played in the background. I rose 🌹 form the couch and swayed my hips along with the rhythm. I let go of the frustration binding me, and danced like I was lady Gaga.

I didn't know for how long I was dancing like a drunk horse when I heard a knock on the door. I halted, unsure if I heard it right or not. the sound came again this time louder. Mike? it has to be him. I knew he would come. the anger I felt started to dissipate, and the ray of hope bloomed again.

I let out a barfly laugh, my leg wobbling as

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