Tous les chapitres de He was never mine : Chapitre 1 - Chapitre 10

The sunlight reflected into the room, and the peaceful sound of nature echoed through the atmosphere. Carmen smiled as the makeup artist applied a thin layer of primer to her moisturized skin. Her eyelashes gently touched each other as an eye primer got added to her eyelids. She could feel the softness of the brush when it touched her face as the lady applied the foundation to brighten her skin tone. The door opened, and a classic woman stood at the doorway with a bright smile on her face. “Mini, Is the bride ready?” She asked.  “No, I am still touching up her makeup,” Mini explained as she put some cream concealer on her finger and lightly dabbed her fingertips on areas that looked dark on Carmen's face. Carmen turned her head to gaze at the woman, and her lips curved in a grin. “Mom! What are you doing here? I thought you were out there greeting the guests

A few minutes later, the building got crowded with relatives, friends, guests, and family of the bride and the grown. Everyone finally got seated in their respective seats, waiting on the groom to make his appearance. Five minutes passed, and the groom did not show up. The hall got busy with noise. “Where is your good for nothing son?” Liam's dad screams at his mother in rage.  “Why are you shouting at me? Is he not your son too!” She angrily replied.  The groom's family seat on the front roll became boisterous with questions, and Liam's parents were taking all the heat from their relative. They tried to give an excuse for their son to remove the tension off them. Things were getting out of control, and the whispering got more emphatic. People kept mumbling and turning to the next person seated by them to gossip. “Since the groom is not rea

The light in the room flickered, and the air got more chilly as the breeze blew the window curtain open. The white bedsheet appeared whiter from the glow of the bulb, and the bedroom seemed mystic because of the sophisticated furniture. “I will take the guest room, and you can take this bedroom,”  Carmen said. She anxiously stood there, waiting on his reply. Her heart kept pounding, and she seemed tense. With every passing second that Liam did not answer, Carmen felt more uncomfortable.  She hugged herself tightly and stared at a well-built man sitting in a chair, gazing at her like some prey he could not wait to devour. Her sleeveless nightgown did not make her feel comfy at the very least. Carmen wished Ala didn't persuade her to wear such revealing clothes on her wedding night, and now she hated herself for wearing them. “We are a married couple. Why do we have to sleep in a separate room?

"Beep!" "Beep!" The clock blows off. Carmen lazily opened her eyes. Still in a confused state of mind, her hand reaches out for the alarm clock. Instead of pressing the off button, she knocked it off the nightstand.    "Beep!" "Beep!" "Beep!" The alarm screamed louder as the sound echoed all over the place.    "I think I broke it." Carmen mumbles.   She pushes the comforter off her. Her toes flicker as they touch the cold tiles and chills run through her body. Carmen grabbed the clock from the floor, shut it up, and set it on the nightstand.   Her sight caught the other side of the bed, and Carmen sighed at the empty sheet.   "Good morning, Carmen." She mumbles before walking into the bathroom.    

After Liam had left the villa, Carmen pulled out a chair at the dining table and sat down. She low-spiritedly looked at her Eggo Waffle Sandwich and frowned at it. Liam rejecting her food made her feel like he had rejected her too, and with every stare she gave at the breakfast, Carmen could feel this piercing ache in her chest. In frustration, she angrily stood up, grabbed the plate, and approached the trash bin. When Carmen opened the lid, she couldn't bring herself to toss the Eggo Waffle Sandwich into the bin. In her mind, if she did then just like food in a dumpster can not be eaten, she and Liam's marriage will not have a chance for love. With such a thought on Carmen's mind, she withdrew from the trash bin, headed back to the table, and she angrily set the plate on the dining table. Carmen then sat down and sadly began to eat the Eggo Waffle Sandwich. Two minutes into her breakfast, her phone began to buzz rudely.

Carmen stood in front of the mirror, wearing a blue long sleeve dress and its length reaching below her knee. She then wore her hair down. However, the reflection staring back at her was not what she was going for at that moment. The bite marks on her neck were still flashing, and the wound on her fingers remained exposed. Carmen angrily took off the dress and threw it on the bed, and it landed on top of all the other clothes she had tried on. She then approached her closet, took out a gray sweater and blue jeans.  After Carmen had worn it, she went back to the mirror and stared at her image. The sweater's turtleneck and long sleeves concealed the bite marks on her body. The sleeves were also long enough for her to hide her fingers in. Carmen's dress code was perfect, but the only thing destroying her perfect outfit was the hot June sun awaiting her outside her house. “Mom is not going to buy this look, but it

Carmen folded her hands into a tight fist as she saw Liam and his mother approaching their table. Her heart kept skipping every beat as they got close. She gazed away when his eyes met hers. "I invited Lina over for breakfast, but I did not know she would drag her son along too." Deborah softly said. Carmen did not listen to her mother's words. Her thoughts remained occupied with how unloving his gray eyes were when they gazed at her. Liam and Lina reached Carmen and Deborah, and Liam pulled out a chair for his mother, then waited for her to take her seat before he sat down. "Good morning, mother." Liam addressed Deborah. "A pleasant day to you too," Deborah answered with a bit of hate in her tone. Carmen heard the harshness in her mother's voice, and she stared at Liam to see if he was mad, but he wasn't. Instead, Liam wore a smile that Carmen had not seen o

The driver felt the fear within Carmen and the hostility from Liam. He looked into the V-mirror and saw how pitifully Carmen had folded herself together. Liam and Carmen did not appear to be the couple he knew in the past.  The driver noticed that the brightness in Carmen's smile had got swapped with a frown, and Liam's eyes had lost its kindness. 'Boss, why are you treating madam like this? She's sweet and friendly to everyone, so why do you hate her?' He thought. After Liam's question, Carmen dared not look at him. She kept her head down, and her eyes focused on the floor of the car. It was clear to Carmen that her apologies wouldn't get her out of this situation. "Are you deaf!" Liam screamed. His voice had harshness and chills within it, and it wasn't long after Carmen heard those words she began tearing up. However, Carmen choked back her cry so she wouldn't annoy him.  

Carmen sat on the couch with a frustrated face as she watched the long hand of the clock slowly change its direction. She felt scared and upset that it was now eleven-thirty o'clock and Liam had not arrived home yet. Their brief episode that morning, him accusing her and denying her, weighed heavily on her heart, but her mind remained occupied with worries about why he had not reached home. Carmen stood up from the couch for a minute and paced back and forth for some time as she tried to keep her messed up emotions in check and stopped herself from crying. After walking around the room for a while without hearing a car sound, she sat down on the couch and continued watching the clock. As Carmen sat there for another fifteen minutes without removing her eyes from the wall clock or shifting from her current position, her stomach gurgled from hunger. She pressed both her hands against her abdomen and squeezed it tight to su

The next morning Liam woke up with a nasty headache. He felt like someone had smashed his head against the wall countless times. Liam tried to get out of bed, but the pain seemed to triple each time he lifted his head. “I should have taken the damn pills!” He thought.  Liam gave his body one last attempt, and he finally succeeded in getting out of bed. His head pounded with every step he took toward the room door.  When Liam opened it, he was shocked to see the pack of hangover pills and glass of water still seated in their previous position from last night. The only difference was that Carmen had covered the glass of water. Liam reached down for the items and took them into his room. He then placed a glass of water on the bed stand and popped out a pill from within the pack. 'Why does she still care about me after everything I have said