The Love of the Widower
Chapter Nineteen

Happy Reading's.

POV Light.

What am I feeling now? Empty, empty and silent. Pain and disappointment also gnaw. My heart and soul are dead. I really feel like I'm the most stupid person in the world.

Who wouldn't consider you a fool if you were fooled by the people you've trusted all along. Yeah, that's me.

Mark is my confidant, but he can't help but harass me, tell him he's recording the action. At that time I really felt that maybe myself would be finished. My efforts were ruined and my pride torn to shreds. I don't know what my fault is that I have to accept this kind of reward.

But it seems like God is still kind to me, when I have resigned to not being able to fight, it turns out that someone was sent to help me.

Yes, Vincent is coming. He helped me when I really needed help. Vincent didn't ignore me at all. He was always there for me, when this disappointment was so great for him, but it was not just me who was disappointed with the fate we got.

Vincent may also be disappointed that he was played with by fate. At the time he was almost part will have children, but it turns out his wife could not take care of. Although Vincent was also wrong to ignore Emira, a very evil, cunning woman.

Maybe the woman did all this to me because she didn't like it when Vincent approached me again. At the time he was able to make Vincent subjugated but in fact the feeling of the man still can not be stolen.

Vincent still loves me so deeply, even though he is now a widower, he is still trying to take my heart.

The man will do anything for me, this one widower feels if he is not like a widower. Still very confident if I'll take it back.

But I don't seem to have to think twice about accepting Vincent, if that's the only man I trust.

Maybe the person in the world I still trust besides Vincent is Alesha. My best friend is the only one. Right now Alesha and her little baby are walking to the mall. Looks like Alesha wants me to forget a little bit about the bad events that happened to me a while ago.

He wanted me to be able to see the outside world again after some time I locked myself in an apartment. I finally enjoyed these walks being accompanied by two men who would never take their eyes off us.

"You want some ice cream?" Vincent asked as I stared at the ice cream parlor not far from where we were standing.

"Maybe, Lita likes strawberry ice cream right, I want donk too!" Alesha.

The man smiled widely, maybe he felt very happy to see me who turned a little cheerful.

"Well, Alesha wants what, I'll buy you guys" Vincent asked Alesha.

"I am brown and my husband loves Vanilla" Alesha replied, winking at Keanu. Looks like they're trying to tempt Vincent into buying ice cream.

"Okay, wait there, I'll get the ice cream, okay?" Vincent immediately walked a little run towards the ice cream shop.

I saw that steady back walking with vigor. Did Vincent have such fun looking at me who had dared to come out and start smiling.

"Lita, how are you feeling now?" Alesha asked suddenly. I was a little jolted at being shocked while admiring Vincent. Ah, it turns out that I was admiring the man, a very nice man to me.

"My feelings huh?" I looked at Alesha who was not holding her baby because she was now in Keanu's hands, I knew from her face she was so worried about me. "I'm still trying to organize my heart and soul" I replied honestly.

Alesha stroked my arm softly, her beautiful smile seemed to rub off on me as I was smiling too.

"Then what about Vincent, are you still very doubtful of his feelings? How is he to you now?" This friend of mine knows very well what my relationship with Vincent is.

My eyes turned to look at Vincent who had brought three ice creams, and Keanu caught up with Vincent and now had one ice cream.

"I'm now beginning to waver, he's so good."

"If you still like her you should accept the widower, Lita. I'm sure he's the right man for you."

I think what Alesha said is true, because Vincent has proven it.

Seriate.