Ashton's POV
"I am not happy with our relationship anymore, Ashton!" Claire shouted at , and I didn't expect her to follow in our house in Astikoz. I was on the balcony looking at the city's night view, and I couldn't hide the pain and frustrations that I felt.
"Clair, please, not now," I begged.
"How could you say that? I ca all the way from Majuscule to be with you. You left without saying goodbye, and I am your fiancee, for heaven's sake, Ashton." She hissed, and I could tell she was controlling herself, but I could see the anger on her beautiful face.
"You know the reason why I ca ho, Claire, and I am not in the mood to fight with you. I am tired, and I want to rest." I said as I looked at her in the eyes, and I could see the pain written all over her face.
"Yeah, and I just found out all about it after I talked with Lennon because you were not answering your phone. You could have told all about it, and I will co with you. And you make feel like a fool because I didn't even know what is going on with your life, and that is so funny because I am your fiancee." She responded, and I suddenly felt guilty. And I wanted to remind her she was the one who proposed to , but I didn't want to hurt her feelings that ti, and I didn't have a choice but to say yes.
"You retire from football without telling about it, and if you want to have a future with , I think it is about ti that you will share everything with . What am I to you, Ash?" She asked, and I could see the tears that welled up on her face.
"Hey, I am sorry. I was shocked when I received the call that dad suffered a stroke due to his hypertension, and I needed to co ho to be with my family." I said as I caressed her beautiful face, but she stepped back, and she was shaking her head.
"I couldn't take it anymore, Ashton. I love you so much. That is why I tried my best to accept everything about you. I proposed to you, knowing it was ridiculous because even if we had been dating for over a year now, you are still hung up with your first love, but when you said yes, I beca the happiest woman in the universe." She declared, and I wondered how did she know about gan.
"I was hoping everything would change after our engagent, but I could tell you beco colder towards , and the anger that you kept in your heart made you a prisoner of your own lonely world." She added, and I was looking into her face, and I wondered why I didn't feel anything towards her. I know I liked her at first, but I could tell it was only an attraction and nothing serious. I just wanted a fling, but my mom begged to try having a decent relationship hoping I would fall in love in the process.
I had been linked to different won and mostly celebrities during my entire football career, but none of those was serious. Mostly a fling, or only one date, and because I beca one of the highest-paid football players in the country, I beca the dia's favorite, and I love the attention that I got because I wanted to be more popular than Gael. I know it was the most obnoxious reason I wanted to be the best in every ga because I wished gan to see having the best day of my life playing football and dating hot and famous girls, but I know it was all for the show.
Deep inside , I felt so hollow and empty. It has been eight years, but never in a day will I not think about her and the mistake I made. I paid a high price by hurting her feelings, and she fell in love with the country's heartthrob and singer, Gael. I know I can never compete with him because he has gan in his life, for how many tis I wanted to hire him during special occasions because I wanted to ask him about gan. Still, I don't want him to laugh at and say it to my face because of my foolishness I lost the girl I love, and now I don't know what to do with my life anymore.
"I am sorry, Claire," I said, and I let out a heavy sigh.
"Is that all you can say, Ashton? Sorry? I don't even know what you are sorry for because you have so many shortcomings in our relationship. I want you to open up with ." She said as she crossed her arms over her chest, and I could tell Claire was stressed because that is what my fiancee will do if she feels anxious.
"Actually, there are a lot of things I wanted to tell you, Claire, but this is not the best ti," I responded, and she half-laughed while she looked at in the eyes, and I could see the sadness and anger on her lovely face.
"Don't, and I will be the one to do it, Ashton. I know you are breaking up with , but please give the decency to do it myself. That is the least you can do for after hurting this way. I will leave for now, but I am begging you, please don't break up with just yet." She said and left standing on the balcony feeling more lost, and I could feel that my guilt was eating whole. I took a deep breath as I raked my sleeked hair with my fingers.
I felt so guilty that I didn't stop my fiancee from walking away from , but what can I do? She was correct; after all, I have been planning on breaking up with her because I know it was unfair on her side to have as her husband when I can't reciprocate her feelings for . And I still believe that I should get married for love, and never for convenience.
As I made my way to the living room, I couldn't stop my mories of my senior year co rushing into my mind at once, and I could feel the pang on my chest as I rembered the first day I approached gan.
"Hey, did you fight with Claire?" My sister asked when I saw her in the living room, and I shook my head.
"No, Isabelle, but she was too angry with , and that is why I can't have a decent conversation with her," I replied.
"You could have asked her to stay, Ashton. She ca all the way from Majuscule just to see you." Isabelle replied.
"I know, Belle, and I felt like an idiot right now for hurting her, but I can't take it anymore. No matter what I do and how much I try, I still can't love her. I swear, I did everything I could." I said as I looked at my sister, and she weakly smiled at .
Isabelle gracefully walked closer to , and then she hugged . And I can feel the calming energy that cos from my sister, and it was soothing , and I know she is the only one who can make feel this way, and I wonder why my big sister has this kind of power over . She can always calm my mind, and every ti I feel so down, she can lift my spirit the mont I hear her soft voice. And I know it was because I trusted her.
"I wanted to break up with her, but she beat to it. She begged not to break up with her since she will be the one to do it." I said as I felt so defeated.
"Are you sure to let her go, Ashton? What if you will regret it for the rest of your life?" My sister asked , and I shook my head.
"I know what I am doing, Belle. I will only make it worst if I am going to marry Claire, knowing I can never give her what she wants." I replied.
"I am so proud of you, Ashton." My sister said as she released from her embrace.
"I don't want to make the sa mistake again, and I don't want to hurt anyone anymore. I lost gan because of my love for her, and I need to let go of Claire because I can't love her. I know it was ironic, but I have to do the right thing." I declared.
"How about your decision to retire from football? We all know how much you love playing that ga, Ashton. Are you sure you don't want to play anymore?" She asked, and I smiled at her.
"Yes, to tell you the truth, when I couldn't find gan, I wanted to quit my dreams and do what dad wanted to do, but I wanted gan to see play football, hoping one day she would contact but it never happened. And I was such an idiot for hoping she will co back to knowing she is enjoying her life with that singer." I replied, and my sister couldn't stop herself from laughing at .
"Why are you even laughing when you know I am hurting inside," I complained.
"I just couldn't believe you still hated Gael, and I thought you stopped hating him after you fought with Lennon when you broke his phone the mont you heard him listening to Gael's music." My sister said, and I could tell my face turned crimson as I rembered that awful day, and I felt so ashad of what I did to my brother, and I promised that my emotion would no longer carry away.
"Thanks for reminding , Isabelle," I said, and I couldn't stop myself from feeling sad again.
"I don't intend to make you feel bad, Ashton. I want you to get a grip. And thank you for making the right decision. I know you chose to retire from football knowing father could no longer work even he will recover from his stroke." My sister said.
"Of course, I am his eldest son, and in tis like this, I know family weighed more than anything. Even if for how many years I hated dad for ruining my beautiful relationship with gan, I couldn't hate him forever. I know he only did what he thought was best for , and I hope he considered how I felt about it. It may be too late now, but I want dad to get better so I can say sorry to him." I declared.
"You are a good son, Ashton. Always rember that.." My sister said as we looked at each other and smiled, and I couldn't stop wishing that I would have another chance with gan even if I knew it was an impossible thing to happen.
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