To The Man Who Broke My Heart
52. To the Man Who Broke My Heart

The atmosphere became completely silent. Very quiet, nothing was heard. I couldn't hear anything from behind the sound of a heartbeat that filled my hearing. The blood that ripples also fills the ear space. When Alex's shady and sparkling eyes at the same time put a lot of pressure on me, I put my eyes around the people around me. For the first time after all this happened I just realized that Papa was looking at me with a thin smile on his face that had been eaten by time but still handsome, directly proportional to the haru smile on Mama's face that makes her dark eyes appear wet. I did not understand what the small nod of Bang Bian's head meant and the knowing actions of Bang Rian had wrapped his hands around Alex's shoulders while patting the man's arm with a smile. As I turned to Uni Cya, the only person sitting on my right at the end of the sofa, I also found a gentle smile on her lips that had been polished with pink lipstick. Not knowing whether it was conscious or not, he also moved his head up and down several times.

Alex, who was now kneeling at the nape, chuckled to the floor before holding his head back. "No, I got it wrong" he continued, shaking his head. "I was wrong. I don't think. I know that I love you."

Oh my God. Alex likes me. She ... loves me. And I .. I .. I like him too. Although I don't know if I love him, I can say that I like him too.

I like you too, Lex.

I like you because you are not the same as the man who once filled my days. I like you because all this time I saw your attitude that was almost the same as the way my brothers treated me. You are gentle, you are considerate. You ... mature. I feel safe and comfortable being close to you.

To the man who broke my heart, thank you for giving me a lesson on what I should avoid from a man. I don't want to deal with ego anymore. I don't want to deal with cowards anymore. I don't want to be with a man who can't control himself anymore.

I desire to be treated like a queen that I am. I am enough.

To the man who broke my heart, thank you for the pain you created, I now understand the true meaning of happiness. I now understand what true love is. I now understand what is called sincere feeling. I now understand what I should be looking for. I now understand what I have to defend.

To the man who has broken my heart so that I get to this point, at this moment, thank you very much. Because, if it wasn't for your presence and what you're doing, I wouldn't have met Alex and known a man as well as he did. To the man who broke my heart, thank you.

End.