him go. If I let him go now, I'll never see him again. It's over forever. Should I simply forget about the years we spent together and the happy times?"
"Of course you shouldn't forget the good times," Evette conceded, "but you cannot take him back. You must let your head rule your heart in this instance. I know that sounds odd coming from me, of all people, but you must trust me, Nicole.
You cannot go back to him. He will have no respect for you if you go back and I firmly believe that he will completely annihilate your self-confidence if you give him another chance. You are a wonderful person and you will find someone else who is worthy of you.
Paul has proven that he does not deserve you. I've never liked him. He's always struck me as a sanctimonious, smug bastard. He thinks he knows everything about everything just because he's a doctor, well guess what, he's proven that he's as messed up, if not more messed up than the rest of us combined."
Nicole burst into tears. She'd tried hard not to cry but despite her valiant efforts the floodgates were open and she couldn't stop the tears. Evette reached out and pulled her sister into her arms.
"Cry it out, Nicole," Ev whispered.
She hugged her sister close and held her while she cried. Slowly, Nicole's tears began to subside.
"Will I ever feel normal again?" she asked Evette through her tears.
"I feel sick most of the time. I can't eat. I can't sleep. I keep longing to get back into bed and stay under the safety of my duvet forever."
"Of course you'll be ok again, sis," Evette said earnestly. "It may take a while, but everything will work out. You've had your heart broken, but I promise you that it will heal in time."
"Well, I'm never allowing myself to fall in love again," Nicole said with determination in her voice. "It's not worth the risk of ever feeling this bad again. I won't do it to myself."
"Oh, Nicole, life and love have a habit of sneaking up on us when we least expect it," Evette smiled as she gave her sister a tissue. Nicole blew her nose loudly.
"Shall I go and get your things?" Evette asked gently. Her sister nodded in between sniffles.
"I'll be right back," she said, patting Nicole on the back.
Nicole sat alone in the car looking unseeingly into the dark garage.
"Has my life really been reduced to this?" she asked herself.
She felt utterly desolate. Her world felt like a bleak, dark place without Paul and she mourned the loss of the hopes and dreams that she'd had for their future together. She was nervous and downright scared at the thought of being on her own.
It was the loneliest place she'd ever been.
"This is it," she whispered. "I'm back at the beginning again."
She'd known Paul since she was nineteen years old. He was her first and only love. When her friends were experiencing love and heartbreak she'd been happy in the safety of her relationship with Paul.
She sighed and thought about what her sister had said to her earlier. She knew that Evette was right and that she couldn't go back to Paul. She couldn't be weak.
Evette waved as she approached the car and Nicole got out to help her with the numerous bags that she was lugging behind her.
"Don't worry," Evette smirked. "I gave that moron a piece of mind. He won't be bothering you or making declarations of fake love again."
"Oh, Ev, I hope you weren't too hard on him," Nicole said doubtfully.
"Nothing more than he deserves," Evette grinned as she loaded her sister's luggage into the car.
Chapter 6
"I've made a decision," Nicole announced.
"It's too early for decisions," Evette yawned loudly and struggled to sit up in her bed. "What time is it anyway?"
She reached out for her alarm clock and squinted to see the time.
"It's five o' clock in the morning! It's practically the middle of the night!"
She tried to protest at having been woken at such an early hour but her sister was having none of it.
"Here, drink this. It will wake you up."
Nicole stuck a
"Of course you shouldn't forget the good times," Evette conceded, "but you cannot take him back. You must let your head rule your heart in this instance. I know that sounds odd coming from me, of all people, but you must trust me, Nicole.
You cannot go back to him. He will have no respect for you if you go back and I firmly believe that he will completely annihilate your self-confidence if you give him another chance. You are a wonderful person and you will find someone else who is worthy of you.
Paul has proven that he does not deserve you. I've never liked him. He's always struck me as a sanctimonious, smug bastard. He thinks he knows everything about everything just because he's a doctor, well guess what, he's proven that he's as messed up, if not more messed up than the rest of us combined."
Nicole burst into tears. She'd tried hard not to cry but despite her valiant efforts the floodgates were open and she couldn't stop the tears. Evette reached out and pulled her sister into her arms.
"Cry it out, Nicole," Ev whispered.
She hugged her sister close and held her while she cried. Slowly, Nicole's tears began to subside.
"Will I ever feel normal again?" she asked Evette through her tears.
"I feel sick most of the time. I can't eat. I can't sleep. I keep longing to get back into bed and stay under the safety of my duvet forever."
"Of course you'll be ok again, sis," Evette said earnestly. "It may take a while, but everything will work out. You've had your heart broken, but I promise you that it will heal in time."
"Well, I'm never allowing myself to fall in love again," Nicole said with determination in her voice. "It's not worth the risk of ever feeling this bad again. I won't do it to myself."
"Oh, Nicole, life and love have a habit of sneaking up on us when we least expect it," Evette smiled as she gave her sister a tissue. Nicole blew her nose loudly.
"Shall I go and get your things?" Evette asked gently. Her sister nodded in between sniffles.
"I'll be right back," she said, patting Nicole on the back.
Nicole sat alone in the car looking unseeingly into the dark garage.
"Has my life really been reduced to this?" she asked herself.
She felt utterly desolate. Her world felt like a bleak, dark place without Paul and she mourned the loss of the hopes and dreams that she'd had for their future together. She was nervous and downright scared at the thought of being on her own.
It was the loneliest place she'd ever been.
"This is it," she whispered. "I'm back at the beginning again."
She'd known Paul since she was nineteen years old. He was her first and only love. When her friends were experiencing love and heartbreak she'd been happy in the safety of her relationship with Paul.
She sighed and thought about what her sister had said to her earlier. She knew that Evette was right and that she couldn't go back to Paul. She couldn't be weak.
Evette waved as she approached the car and Nicole got out to help her with the numerous bags that she was lugging behind her.
"Don't worry," Evette smirked. "I gave that moron a piece of mind. He won't be bothering you or making declarations of fake love again."
"Oh, Ev, I hope you weren't too hard on him," Nicole said doubtfully.
"Nothing more than he deserves," Evette grinned as she loaded her sister's luggage into the car.
Chapter 6
"I've made a decision," Nicole announced.
"It's too early for decisions," Evette yawned loudly and struggled to sit up in her bed. "What time is it anyway?"
She reached out for her alarm clock and squinted to see the time.
"It's five o' clock in the morning! It's practically the middle of the night!"
She tried to protest at having been woken at such an early hour but her sister was having none of it.
"Here, drink this. It will wake you up."
Nicole stuck a
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