Rewind

I don’t think that I’m ready yet, and other than not being on our best terms right now, you’re lying to me about everything. I know you are. You’ve never been a good liar, Adrien, and I will neither be the fiancé of a liar- a person who lies to his own supposedly soon-to-be wife- nor set foot into a wedding hall anytime soon until I know the truth. The whole truth that you all seem so desperate to keep hidden away from me- whether you’re the one who tells me or not.”
       With that said and with all the tears and makeup spoiling my face, I run as fast as I can, not waiting to hear what he has to say and heading to where Lexi and I agreed to meet after I confront Adrien. Even though I should’ve been one hundred percent heartbroken from inside, I wasn’t.
It was worse: I was a chaos- an emotional wreck.
  For a random stranger passing by, I surely looked like a crazy bride in heels- with tears sprinting out of her eyes endlessly- from outside. Even though my heart was swelling in ache, from inside, it was still pounding with a little bit of excitement as eager as ever to finally know the truth.
I’ve been kept in the dark for so long, and I’ll be damned if I don’t grab the opportunity Lexi offered me to set foot back into the light- even if it is at the expense of my own heart.
     While Lexi is currently driving my red Ferrari to God knows where, in ultimate silence probably not knowing what to say, my head rests against the glass of the window as my soul sunk into the heartbroken zone once the reality of what I just did dawned upon my mind.
      Ever since I ran away from Adrien, two things have happened: guilt hasn’t stopped paying me visits, and they haven’t stopped making an appearance in my mind- the memories. From the moment I met him till the moment I left him, every single one of them flashes through my eyes, and as they do pass vividly one by one, my heart accuses me.
It yells at me to turn around- to go back.
It warns me that I might be running away from the only person who will ever truly love me as much as I love.
That I might not get an opportunity at this again: an opportunity at love.
That finding out the truth isn’t worth ending my relationship with Adrien.
“Are you okay?” Lexi’s focus on the road diminishes a little as she throws a few worried glances at me.
     I didn’t know what to say because I definitely am not okay. How do you explain heartbreak to someone who hasn’t even experienced love in the first place? How do you even explain heartbreak? Is it something you can explain? Will talking about it help put my mind and heart at ease, or will it forever be a heavy burden I’ll be forced to carry as my life goes on?
I massage my forehead softly as I feel a headache slowly starting to make its way there.
Lexi’s eyes widened a little before she releases one of her hands from the steering wheel and face palms herself. “What the hell am I asking? Of course you’re not okay.”
“Lexi.” It’s my first time to talk since I ran away from Adrien and even though my voice comes out raspy and quiet, she surprisingly manages to hear me anyways as I ask, “Where are we going?”
Her eyes soften at my question, and she offers me a small happy smile. “To where you finally get to know the truth.”
“And where is that?” I wipe my eyes, which are blurry from all the tears, and look around trying to get my mind to pick up on our current location, but everything my eyes watch passing by is nothing they’re familiar with.
  My eyes zero back on Lexi whose eyes are looking searchingly out of the window on her right before the car slows down until it comes to a sudden stop, and Lexi looks at me with a wide smile etched onto her face. “R-right here.”
“See this three-story high house?” My eyes flies from building to building until they reach the one she’s pointing at.
“The one with the number 25 imprinted on the front door?” The blood suddenly rushes to my pacing heart at the flashback my mind takes to the last time I was here.
“Evie, is everything okay?” Lexi places a hand on my arm, obviously catching my sudden distraught.
“This is Adam’s house, isn’t it? What are we doing here?” Confusion draws itself on my face as I let out a breath.
“Yes, it is. Don’t worry, you’ll find out in two minutes. Now, will you please head over to the front door and knock until I find somewhere to park? I’ll be right behind you.” Lexi unfastens her seatbelt and reaches out with her arm to my side pushing the door open for me to leave the car.
     I slowly move myself from the seat and abandon Lexi’s car still not knowing what we’re doing here. As if with a mind of their own, my feet start making their way up the staircase in front of the front door of Adam’s house, while my actual mind was somewhere else.
What would Adam say if he sees me- the stranger who returned his wallet this one time- in a wedding dress in front of his house?
A psychopath?
A lunatic?
What are we even doing here?
     Just before I am about to knock, the door swings open and Adam heads out with a black trousers, tight black shirt and a light black jacket. I’ve noticed that in those only two times I’ve seen him, he wore black.
Is it his way of