Sometimes, it is just best to let it all go.
Chapter Ten "Paolo, it's not like that," I went near him but he took a step back.
"I heard it loud and clear Leyla. There's no need to pretend. And you," he looked at Rey, "Be a man and listen to what a girl has to say."
"I'll take you home Leyla. I've had enough for the night," Paolo grabbed my hand.
"Let me explain Paolo," I begged him.
"What's done is done Leyla. Now, let me take you home," he was about to pull me when I pulled my hand back first.
"No Paolo. It will make me sound like really the bad person if I'll allow you to take me home. I can manage myself," I said and walked away.
Tears started to flow down my eyes. The grill was a bit far from the beach house so my feet really hurt after walking. Grandma was so shocked when she found me sitting outside the front door, crying.
"Oh my goodness, Leyla. What happened to you? Where is Paolo?" she asked and carried me inside.
"I just ruined my life lola, all because of my selfishness and that stupid journal," I cried to her.
"What do you mean? Journal? Have you been using Déjà vu?" her eyes grew wide. I sat straight and looked at grandma in the eyes.
"You know about the journal?"
"Yes. The journal lets you hold your destiny which is probably the best control anyone can ever have in his life. I know nothing about how it is created but I used the journal once and I met the first love of my life,"
"Grandpa?"
"Nope. He's another person. He was my best friend,"
"But what happened? How did grandpa entered the picture?"
"When I saw that the situation is out of control, I knew that I should stop, I should let go, no matter how painful it will be for me..." grandma's tears started flowing.
"What did you do grandma?" I asked.
"I used the last page to undo everything. I lost Rick and everything we had. He got married to another woman, I was the maid of honor. On the day of the wedding, I met your grandpa. Beyond all what happened to me apo, I want you to make your own choice. You can keep everything what you have today or just let it all go and just let destiny do its job," grandma explained as she touched my cheek. She then stood up and went inside her room.
I was left in the living room staring at nothing. What should I do? I was never good with letting go but I knew it was something I had to do. If Paolo and I are meant for each other, we will be together again someday. I stood up and made my way to my room. I remember I was shaking while holding the pen and the notebook. After a while I managed to write my last journal entry...
Tomorrow morning, everything I wrote in this journal will be undone.
My tears flowed when I closed the journal and closed my eyes to sleep.
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