C3 Drown My Sorrow

"Anna, you've gone too far. How can you hit someone? Since when have you become a shrew?"

Anatol suddenly turned to look at me, his eyes filled with anger as well as reproach.

Suddenly, I felt as if my heart was being torn apart. I looked at Anatol, my face gradually turning pale bit by bit. It was obvious that in his heart, I didn’t compare to Skylynn.

But I was his fiancée, and we were getting married tomorrow, and yet he was screwing another woman in our house the day before our wedding. What’s worse, that woman happened to be my best friend since college.

"Skylynn, this is my house. Get out of here! Get out!"

I rushed forward like crazy and grabbed Skylynn's arm, trying to defend my last bit of dignity by getting her out of my house.

"Enough, Anna Garcia! I’m telling you, don't go too far!"

Anatol pushed me to the ground without hesitance, and then tightly held Skylynn in his arms.

The pain in my body was nothing compared to the wound in my heart — my broken heart. I stood up and forced a bitter smile. It was at this moment that I finally realized that he had never loved me. I was just a nobody to him.

"Anatol, I hate you!"

Using all my strength, I shouted at him hysterically.

After that, I ran out of the house, then out of the district. I didn’t know where to go, but I just kept running. Perhaps only intense exercise could stop me from thinking about what I had just seen.

But it was in vain. I couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened. The night before our wedding day, my fiancé was having sex with my best friend, and my best friend had even given birth to his child. I thought this would only happen in TV dramas, but now it was actually happening to me, in real life.

Anatol and I had been in a serious relationship for seven years, and we had been through a lot together. I had dreamed of our wedding day for long, and I thought we would live happily ever after.

But what I saw tonight destroyed all my fantasies. He was no longer the man I knew, who said he loved me and wanted to be with me for the rest of his life.

In the end, I stopped at the bar.

The air inside was thick with the pungent smell of alcohol and tobacco, the music was almost deafening, and people were moving their bodies wildly on the dance floor while I sat in a corner, drinking a cup of dry whiskey, on the very verge of losing control.

I couldn’t get over what I had seen, and I couldn’t understand why this would happen to me. It was utterly ridiculous and pathetic.

One was my lover and the other was my best friend. They were the ones I trust the most in the world. For seven years, it had never occurred to me that the two of them would be having an affair.

Yet now, they both betrayed me. I wondered if anyone here could beat me at being the most pathetic loser.

Images of their naked bodies in the bed were playing in my mind non-stop. Even the thought of them made me nauseous and sick.

And then there was Viraj, whose father turned out to be Anatol. Not only did they have an affair, but they even had a child. I always thought that Skylynn was wounded, so that was why she didn't want to mention who Viraj's father was. How stupid was I all along!

But was I too stupid, or were they just too good at acting?

I had been left in the dark for all these years.

My mind was in a mess and I tried to drown my sorrow, so I gulped the liquor. But the liquor was not my rescue. My throat was burning, my face was full of tears, and my heart was still in great pain.