{Delilah}
Damon is the ideal match for me. It was my subconscious, which was stopping me to give it my all. I never expected to hear those words from someone else other than my family or Victor himself. But it never happened.
I saw everything in Damon’s eye. Love, concern, possessiveness, respect and what not. I never thought of falling for a guy who was already divorced. But destiny seemed to have some other plans for me. I don’t know why someone will leave a guy like him.
I wanted to move on with him, but a part of my brain always told me not to. Whenever I slept, I always have an on-going fight inside me. With my brain and my heart. Whether to choose Damon or Victor, my fiancé.
Damon was a kind man. Wonderful in business, and above all he loved me, more than I know. His love alone was sufficient for both of us.
While on the other hand Victor, was in love with me since middle school. He had everything a girl desires in a perfect husband. He was nice to me, at least on the early stages of our relationship. He loved me too.
But his possessiveness was different, at first, I liked it. Later on, it started choking me. There was this one thing, he never accepted— my freedom. Me dreaming of becoming a businesswoman someday, was an insult to him.
He never believed in me. He was one of those bastards who always took woman as burden. Which he has to carry throughout his life. He used to get intimidated by strong woman. Whenever he saw one, he used to say they have an attitude problem.
He never accepted the fact that he had an inferiority complex. Which I realised when I was the victim of it. The day I told Victor and my parents that I want to go out and start things on my own, he laughed on my face and said “I have enough money for your entire family to feed and take care, for upcoming five decades. You don’t have to work and earn money for yourself.”
Yes! That was the last switch Victor had to press to get me pissed off. “Victor! You have no fucking right to talk with me like that. Not now, not ever. I am not one of those girls who wants to be with you for your money or status. I have my own identity, and I will fight for it. Whether you like it or not. I am moving out. I am just letting you know; I am not asking for your permission.”
I was so angry that I said that in one breath. It felt like the air in the room started thinning. After facing my wrath, my family went shut, except for Victor. Though he was not a family to me anymore. After a couple of minutes my mom Naomi, took me to my room.
“Baby, we know what your freedom and independence mean to you. We respect that. If you really want to move out, you can. But please don’t push us away. Remember we always got your back.” My mom gave me an assuring smile which made me believe they will always catch me if I fall. Whether I like it or not.
I grabbed her hands and kissed it. “I love you mom.”
“So, when are you going to start looking for your apartment?” she asked and I looked down on my hands.
“I have got one mom, it’s just close to my workplace.” I informed standing up. I could not bear the look of betrayal in her eyes.
“Oh, that’s nice. So, when are you moving out?” She asked following me towards my closet.
“Day after tomorrow.” I whispered. I know mom will be hurt to know that.
“That’s quite early, let me pack your stuff then.” Mom stepped inside my closet only to find it empty.
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