Chapter 51

Muse
I'm happy all weekend. Finally, I can freely live my love with Euniel, without being afraid of hurting someone, or doing something wrong. My joy is very immense to the point that I smile all the time. I know it's wrong how I feel, but I can't stop my heart from loving Euniel. I feel sorry for Sandra because I know she loves him, but he doesn't love her. We may want to do what needs to be done, but we have no power over our feelings. I pray and cross my fingers that Sandra meets a man who will love her as she deserves.
During the week, coming home from work on Wednesday evening, I decide to go to Euniel beforehand. Indeed, he was supposed to tell me about his discussion with Sandra, but so far, I have not received any follow-up on this. Obviously, even if I know that Euniel is a man of his word, I can't help worrying about his silence. I waited all weekend for him to let me know, until Wednesday, but I got nothing from him. I think I can worry to death if I don't find out whether or not he broke up with Sandra. Arrived in front of the front door of Euniel's house, I press the bell and then I wait for someone to open the door for me. After about a minute of waiting, the door opens to Euniel. We look at each other for a short moment in silence without saying a word. I can't read that expression on his face. Seeing questions in my eyes, Euniel breaks the silence and launches me.
"Good evening!"
"Good evening!" I replied shyly, wondering why he was standing in the doorway, as if he didn't want to let me into his house. I wasted no time in pointing this out to him.
"Aren't you inviting me into your house?"
His eyes are filled with guilt. My heart starts beating a thousand an hour. What is happening? Why is Euniel so weird? All these questions run through my brain when I hear him tell me
"Listen Muse, things didn't go as planned. I promise to tell you everything."
Despite the efforts he makes to have a reassuring tone and look, it's rather the opposite effect that it produces on me. My heart rate does not stop increasing despite the analyzes to which my brain launches. I open my mouth nonetheless, but before I can make a sound, I hear behind him
"Sweetheart, who is it? Why do you last so long?"
It was Sandra who came to see Euniel. As she falls on top of me she looks at me taunting then she casually says
"Here Muse, is it you who is there? Why don't you let her in my love?"
As she speaks, she caresses the cheek of Euniel who is standing like a planted post. She begins to make love to him until she places a kiss on his lips. I had never felt so ridiculed and humiliated.
"Please come in Muse! I was preparing the evening meal, you could join us. That way, it will make us good company and prevent us from falling in love like teenagers." She offers, choosing her words expressly, surely to hurt me. In order to preserve what little dignity I have left, I gather all my courage and answer him by forcing a smile.
"Thank you for your proposal, but I'd rather have dinner at home. Your happiness is enough for me to come between you."
"But why did you come then?" She asks me with surprise.
"It doesn't matter anymore. I wish you all the happiness in the world, you make a beautiful couple!" I said glancing more than speaking at Euniel before taking leave of them.
I just showed courage earlier. Otherwise, deep down, I feel very devastated. I leave Euniel in tears. I am unable to drive in my condition. I'm going to hail a taxi then I'll ask my driver to pick up the car. Walking down the road to get a taxi, I see a car pull up in front and the window roll down
"Hi Muse!"
It's Nicolas, Euniel's friend. I'd been avoiding him since the party at my dad's was over. He invites me to go up and I don't have to pray. He has just done me a great favor by saving me from waiting hours to find a taxi.
"I was passing by and bumped into you. Where are you going?" He said looking at me.
"Take me home as soon as possible please!" I beg him, sniffling.
Nicolas doesn't ask me any more questions. He has just understood that I am not well and leads me to the front of the house. The trip is done in radio silence. Arrived at destination, I go down throwing
"Thank you!"
"It was a pleasure !" he replies.
I walk quickly into my room, not bothering to see who's in the living room or not, let alone greet anyone. Before I enter my room, my eyes are already clouded with tears. I will throw myself on my bed and cry bitterly. My heart is torn right now.
"My angel!"
I turn to my dad who is standing over me. I didn't even hear when he entered the room.
"How are you?" Asked taking place on the bed. I get up and look at him in tears. He opens his arms and invites me to take refuge there. I throw myself into his arms and cry for a long time. My dad pats my back like a mom would with her baby. He says nothing and lets me cry as much as I want to relieve myself.