A LIFE WELL LIVED.
After making that choice, nothing was ever the same between my parents and me. Thy weed not happy - especially my father. The warmth that once filled our home in distance and silence. Yet, despite their disappointment, I refused to look back. I told myself that love required courage, and courage meant standing by my decision, no matter the cost.
And for a while - life felt perfect.
Wilson Mark stepped into the role I believed he was born to play. He took care of me, providing everything I needed as human-food,comfort, attention, affection. He made sure I never felt alone. Wherever I went, he was there. Wherever I laughed, he laughed louder. He held my hands as if he felt the world might steal me away. I loved him deeply. With Wilson, my days felt like a dream pointed in soft world. Mornings greeted us with golden sun light, and nights wrapped us in warmth and whispered promises. Paris became our playground, glowing like a fantasy city built for us. I felt like I was living heaven on earth,untouched by pain, untouched by doubt, I had no regrets.
I told myself I had chosen right. I believed love had finally rewarded me for my bravery. Every warning my parents gave me faded in distant echoes, replaced by Wilson gently voice telling me I was safe, cherished and chosen. Little did I know - life was quietly turning its pages. I was so consumed by happiness that I didn't know how fragile it was. Like glass, shining beautiful in the sunlight, yet ready to shatter at the smallest Crack. Wilson's love felt real - so real that I never questioned it. I trusted him completely, surrendering my heart without hesitation.
I laughed freely. Oliver blindly. I loved fully.
If there wS was darkness ahead, I couldn't see it I was too busy dancing in the light.
There were moments when my parents faces crossed my mind - my mother's worried eyes, my father's heavy silence. But I pushed those thoughts away. I convinced myself that happiness didn't need permission. That love didn't need approval. I believed that time would heal everything.
Those words wrapped around my soul like a spell, and I let them. I believed that love alone could protect me from fate. I believed that nothing bad could ever touch me again. But life is strange.
sometimes, it allows you to take paradise before it introduces you to pain
Sometimes, it let you believe you have won just before the storm arrives. Iwas living my best life, unaware that destiny was watching quietly, counting down every moments. Every smile I wore, every laugh I shared, every promise I believed was leading me. Was leading me closer to a painful turnaround.. I could never imagine, I thought I was free, I believed that life can never turn me to the bad side. But life is strange.
Sometimes, I thought I was loved, I thought Iwas safe, but heaven, I would soon, learn, does not last forever. And when it falls.. It falls hard.