Leap OF Fate

The minister’s voice resounded in her like thunder. It vibrated to her core, shaking her. Her shoulders shook as her quiet sobs stopped being quiet. She was catching her breath with every sob she made. The people in front of her looked back and threw glances in her direction. Some of them curious, some of them contemptuous, others irritated. 

“This is a wedding, not a funeral, why is she crying so much?” she heard from one guest.

She just steeled herself, took a deep breath and wiped the tears from her eyes with her hand. From out of the blue, somebody extended a white handkerchief to her. Serene took it without looking at the person who offered it or even saying thanks. She just wiped her eyes with it, turned around and left the venue.

she was leaving, she could hear people’s cheers as the newlyweds stepped out of the venue. Their union thrilled them. Everyone was in a festive mood

that she wanted closure and what better closure there was than witnessing the wedding of the man you loved. She knew ‌it was going to be painful, but she never imagined that it would be this painful. Her chest felt like being ripped apart and her heart being squeezed dry. All the memories they had flashed before her like a montage — the good, the bad, the sweet, the bitter, the

so much. He cared for her and she cared for him. They nurtured their love from its infancy to maturity. They shared many firsts together. How can they spend

car. She just robotically opened the door and buckled her seat belt. However, instead of starting her car and driving away,

again, she walked down memory lane. It was a year ago, and she just finished her job interview. She was ecstatic to share with Bryan that she got hired for the job she