The night was coming to an end when he got the call, forcing him to step outside and away from the celebrations of his proposal.
“You did it again?” a familiar voice whispered from the other end.
“She’s happy for me.” he said trying to convince her. Or himself, whichever one came easier.
“I thought you were getting better when you met her Maks…” she continued like he wasn’t even responding back. “…you never even looked at me that way…”
“What are you talking about?”
“Meryl! I am talking about Meryl!” she snapped. “You have never loved someone more than you have loved her and yet you go and propose to another woman.”
“Peta has always been it.” he said in justification.
“Oh, I see.” she paused on the other line. “I think I read that article.” she hissed. “Tell me Maks, how exactly was she “it” during season 18?“ “Was it when you were holding Meryl’s hand or while Peta was shoving her tongue down her partners throat?”
A pregnant pause cracked between them, the male not knowing what to say.
“Most people call to congratulate.” he said after a while.
“Most people learn their lesson after their first failed proposals.” she shot fire.
“Why do you even care.” he sighed in frustration, kicking the pebbles at his feet into the wet gutter of the side walk he currently paced on.
“Because your brother and friends obviously don’t.” she said softly. “She’s a good person but she’s not it Maks, the only difference between me and her is that I loved you enough to walk away. ”
“I loved you…” he frowned into his I Phone.
“You loved the idea of me Maks. You loved the idea that I would be your wife, that we would have a house, and kids, and dogs, and just grow old but…” she trailed off. “…You didn’t love me like you did her, you didn’t look at me with fascination , talk about me as if I conquered the world…” she stopped. “…you never wanted to hold my hand.”
“I lost her Karina!” he interrupted her. “I lost her and I cant get her back, it’s too late. ” his eyes glossed over as he watched the white steam escape his mouth, there chilly night blanketing him.
“Wouldn’t be the first proposal you broke off…”
“I was trying not to do that this time!” he snapped. “…what will be waiting me for if I break it off, huh?” “Meryl is off doing her own thing, I have nobody Karina. ”
He could hear her breathing on the other end of the phone, neither knowing what to say.
“How’s shes doing?” she asked out of no where.
“I haven’t talked to her.” he admitted.
“I-don’t know…I just dont think it will do us any good.”
“You weren’t suppose to propose…”
“To the person that didn’t leave me.” he snapped.
“You should of fought harder.”
“I am tired.” he whispered. “And I am tired of waiting for something to happen, I am going to be 35 Karina.”
“It’s not going to work.”
“I never said I wanted it too.”
“Just give it a year then… and I am sure you’ll know what to do from there.” she whispered. “Goodbye Maks.”
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