I felt a bit embarrassed by the words that came out of my mouth. When I looked at Luke's expression, I could see he was also surprised. Because it seemed like I was begging him to stay with me. What I did was shameful, but I didn't want him to leave me. Just the thought of never seeing him again made me feel like I was dying from the pain.
The expression on Luke's face mirrored my own surprise, indicating that he too was taken aback by my desperate plea for him to stay with me. I knew deep down that my behavior was shameful, but the thought of him leaving me was unbearable.
"You should just be mine, Luke. Just stay with me and you won't regret it. I'll love you and serve you to the best of my ability," I promised him, but instead of speaking, he just stared at me. "Luke?"
In a desperate attempt to hold on to him, I made a promise to Luke, declaring that he should be mine and that I would love and serve him to the best of my ability. However, instead of responding, he simply stared at me in silence. My heart sank as I called out his name.
"I'm sorry, Isabella, but we'll both only struggle. I don't want you to disobey your parents because of me. I don't want that, baby."
"So, what do you want to happen? For me to marry someone else? Do you think I'll be happy, Luke? You're the one I love. You're the one I need. Please don't leave me," I pleaded.
"I can fight for you, even against your dad, Isabella. But I don't want the time to come when you blame me if something bad happens to your mom. Please baby, let's not make things harder for ourselves," he told me.
"Are you saying that's all there is to it? Everything will just end up in nothing? What about what happened between us, Luke?"
"I'll take responsibility if you get pregnant," the man replied, which made me lose control and slap him.
"How dare you! Leave right now and never show yourself to me again!" I yelled at him.
However, when Luke turned to leave, I chased after him and hugged him from behind. I just couldn't bear the thought of never seeing him again. He let me hug him, but after a few seconds, he turned to face me.
"Do you believe in destiny?" he asked, and of course, I nodded. "If we're meant to be, we'll meet again," the man said.
"Are you crazy? Do you really think we'll meet again once you leave the pack of Pembroke? Only a lunatic believes we'll meet again, Luke. It's a waste that we ended up like this. I could've loved you so much more," I said, turning away from him, but then, I changed my mind and ran to him again. "Luke, let's fix this. I can't. I can't bear to lose you," I begged him.
"Isabella, even if I want us to reconcile now or resolve this issue, it's hard to fight against your parents' situation. We'll just have more problems in the future. You'll regret it, and then you'll be angry at me," Luke replied.
"Luke, I love you so much," I repeated to him.
"I know. Don't worry, I'm always here. You can call me anytime," he said to me.
"You're such a coward," I complained. "I thought you loved me too, but why? Why can't you tell my parents that you love me?"
"Isabella, please listen to me. The situation is too complicated right now, and I think it's better for you and Pembroke if you follow your parents' wishes," Luke added.
"That's enough. I understand," I said in a hoarse voice because I knew I wouldn't be able to talk to him again.
As I listened to what he was saying, I thought that maybe I was the only one fighting for our love. It's a good thing that I still had a little pride left in me so I could break away from hugging him.
As I walked back into the house, my parents looked at me, but I wasn't in the mood to talk to them. I just passed Daddy and Mommy. Then I went straight to my room and sulked there.
I felt like I was out of myself as I walked to the bed to lie down. Then I wrapped myself in a thick comforter and tried to sleep. Because I thought if I fell asleep, I would forget the pain.
But that didn't happen. When I closed my eyes, I saw Luke's face. When I opened them, his face was still running through my mind. No matter what I did, I couldn't sleep, so I just got up.
I tried to ignore the pain I felt, but it was difficult. No matter where I looked, I still remembered him. I stood up and walked towards the window, but as I adjusted the curtain, I remembered what we did by the window.
Damn those memories of us together where we were happy, Luke and I. And as I recalled each one, I couldn't help but cry. Because I was hurt by what happened to both of us.
I thought we were going to be together and happy forever, but he apparently wanted someone else. In all the time we were together, he never mentioned another woman. I don't know, but I feel like Luke just used me for his worldly desires.
And me, being so stupid, was thrilled when something happened between us because of my love for him. I wanted to kick myself because if I hadn't been foolish in love, I wouldn't be mourning now. I wouldn't be sad and crying, questioning myself if there's something lacking in me.