One More Chance novel Chapter 13

~~'Cause I am doing the best I can with everything I am. Don't you know nobody's perfect? Do you understand how hard I'm trying for you? I am doing the best I can with everything I am. Don't you know I think you're worth it? Do you understand how hard I'm trying to do the best I can?~~~

-Art of dying-

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"And we both agreed on that, Sam." I turned to my mom as she finally spoke.

"I can't believe this!" Luke screamed in frustration.

"As I said, whether you like it or not, we will continue the wedding."

When Dad, Luke and his father started having a heated conversation, I decided to escape for a while.

"Excuse me, I'll just use the ladies room," I said in no particular. I didn't wait for anyone's reply as I stood up immediately.

Massaging my now throbbing temples, I headed my way towards the ladies bathroom without turning my head to anyone of them.

But when I thought I could let the tears to flow freely because I was finally alone, well, I was wrong. My eyes were dry no matter how long I stared myself in the mirror. I took a deep breath before reapplying a thin amount of lipstick that had already faded as I unconsciously chewed my lips

earlier.

Closing the door behind me, I was about to take a step but I gasped in shock when I found Luke waiting outside the ladies room.

"Luke?"

I asked in surprise but instead of answering my question, he dragged me towards the hallway where there are not many customers.

"What are you doing?" I tried to remove my hand from his grip but he didn't even budge.

"I believe I should be the one to ask you that question, woman! What are you doing, Samantha Soriano?" he asked as soon as he released my hand. "Why are your parents suddenly forcing me to marry you? You're really testing my patience, huh?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. Honestly, I also didn't know why my parents immediately came up with this kind of decision."

"Really?" He took a step forward that he now invading my personal space. "Then do everything to stop the wedding!"

"What?" My eyes widened in confusion. "I can't do that!"

"You can't or you just don't want to do it?"

"Luke---"

"I'm warning you, Samantha, you're gonna stop the wedding or I'll make your life a living hell!" He said through gritted teeth.

"Then why don't you do it? Why don't you ask your parents to stop what they're planning? Because for me, it's just fine if you don't want to marry me as long as I have my baby."

"Right! The baby! You're fucking using that baby to get what you want! For God sake, can you just grow up even at least for a day?"

Hearing the word he used to describe my baby made my blood rise to the highest degree. Gritting my teeth, I tiptoed to his level and looked directly into his eyes.

"That baby? Seriously, Luke Marcus? You're just calling your child 'that baby'?"

"Why? Was it my fault that you got pregnant? Was it me who asked someone to put the drug in my drinks?"

"But we made this together!"

"No, it's just you! You made it to yourself, Samantha! So, don't blame me of your fault because, in the first place, nobody ever told you to do it other than yourself!" He whispered-yelled pointing at my face.

And this time, no matter how I tried to prevent my tears from falling, it became useless as it already streamed down my face.

"Yes, I admit my fault, but I've already asked an apology ---"