Plus, Donna was really difficult to get along with. No good would come out of having a mother-in-law like her. With all that in mind, Holley decided she would not marry George.
Filled with emotion, Sula sat on a stool at the Qings Bar.
She was depressed. She was supposed to be going back to Korea. However, after hearing about all of the horrible things that Holley had done, she was so afraid that George would be hurt in the same way. So she chose to stay in order to help George see Holley's true colors.
But now, not only was George not understanding her, it also appeared that he would never believe in her. She was extremely hurt.
She continued to request one beer after another, in the hopes that she could somehow drink all the pain she was feeling away.
However, just after two glasses, George showed up and shouted at her angrily, "Sula, what do you think you were doing?"
He stared at her. "You promised you wouldn't mention what happened between us and help me persuade my mother to agree to the idea of me marrying Holley. Why, then, would you go back on your word? You didn't help improve the situation at all."
"George?" started Sula with slightly slurred speech. However, after having finished just two glasses of beer she realized she was already a little drunk. She looked at George with glossy eyes and felt as though she was caught in a dream. To see if she could wake herself from what she could only perceive as a definite fantasy, she tapped on either side of her face while mumbling, "No, no. This can't be real."
Seeing that she was such a mess, George got even more angry. He grabbed her by the shoulder to turn her around so that she could face him. He raised his voice, "Why would you do that to me?"
"Do that to you?!" Repeating his words with the same disbelief she felt when he said it, Sula smiled bitterly, "George, I didn't now, nor would I ever do something foul to you."
Still believing that the George in front of her was just a figment of her own imagination, she began to divulge all the feelings and sorrow, which she had kept inside, because she never had the strength to tell him. "George, after all this time, you still have no idea how much I love you. I liked you when I was a child. Then, I was like your shadow. Wherever you went I would follow, wide eyed and completely enamored with you. And every time trouble seemed to find you, I tried my best to help you in any way I could. I thought after all those things I tried to do for you, that you would love me back one day. So I kept waiting. Waiting until both you and I grew up and hoping that we would get married. But, look, is this what I've been waiting for?" Sula got choked up and smiled slightly with agony still evident on her face.
"You come to me to tell me that you are going to marry another woman. You have no idea just how devastated and broken I was on the inside. It hurt so much that I felt my heart was torn into pieces." Pounding lightly on her chest, she continued, "Here, George, here I felt such a terrible aching." The sorrow reached a point where she could no longer contain it.
As the tears welled up in her eyes, she firmly pressed her hand to her chest where she could still feel the pounding of a heart so in shambles, she thought if she were to let it go, it may disappear for good.
George stared at Sula in shock, realizing in that moment that he couldn't bring himself to continue the accusation that he had initially approached with.
Just as Sula had said, he had no idea exactly how much she truly loved him. But, right now, the pain on her face showed him just how much she was hurting by his complete and utter rejection of her.
In that moment, George reached the realization that the choice he had made might have been too cruel to Sula.
"You know what?" She continued through the tears streaming down her face, "Right before coming to have dinner with you, I was packing so that I could leave. It's so miserable to love you and I'm so tired of being hurt. I decided to give up." Again a bitter smile appeared on her face. "But Aunt Donna stopped me. She told me that Holley was a liar. She's been lying to you for so long. You can't marry her..."
George interrupted her and scoffed in anger, "Tell me about this even when you're drunk? I just don't understand. Why do all of you hate Holley so much? She didn't do anything wrong."
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