My Boyfriend's Brother

Meghan pov I stood at the bed post looking around the room at what used to be our love nest and it could not be any more . Not that we had got a divorce or rather separated. Non of those had happened .How I wish it was at least one of the two reasons for what I was going through right now . I could have hope that he could come back to me eventually since one thing that I was sure is the love that we have for each other , it is a pure one . The feelings that we developed from scratches. The magical love that no one knew that would blossom and get to the point where it reached I could not believe that at only 22 years, I am already a widow .This could not have happened because we were only married in a few months and we were madly in love. I move slowly touching the different things in the bedroom one at a time reminiscing all the good times that we shared . So many uncountable things that one can even have a year counting band still goes on I hold that T-shirt , I remember the night before he left, he was wearing it. I had purchased it for him from the savings that that I had .He liked it so much and used to put it on most of the nights before bed claiming he wanted to have me close to his heart even during his time in bed . He loved it so much and he used to tell me he liked it so much simply because it was me who had bought it for him. .I put it on my nose smelling his Cologne. I miss it so much. Tears cannot help but flow from my cheeks at the fact that I miss him so much. I get hold of his other jacket, everything that I look at reminds me of him. Many of my friends , movies , the romantic books I have read tell me a very different version of what love I is. Many say love can be at first sight, others say love begins with friendship and many more say so much that leave me so contemplating with what exactly love is. When I read Jane Austen's "pride and Prejudice, When I also read Thoma Hardy's " Tess of the D'Ubervilles , William Shakespeare's ' Romeo and juliet " and more others, all hold a different perpection about love.Jane Austen considered that after Lizzy saw how rich Darcy was, she fall in love with him. For William, Romeo and Juliet's innocence made them fall too madly in love hence losing their lives and so much that scholars have said. But no scholar has given a view of what love is according to me.. Mine is s totally different thing. I fell in love in a very different way. No one could allow but after an attempted forced love making. Slowly I fell for my husband. I think that will be for another day. I fell so hard in love with him but he is now no more. I moved lying onto what was our matrimonial bed. It was not any more. Every thing his now a total different story. We promised so much to each other. Giving birth to our babies together and living up to our last breathe together. But that was all in the past. I had nothing now, completely nothing. "Meghan " I am awoken from my sleep by some one calling me. I don't know how it came about but I had ended up sleeping earlier. "Ehmm" I sigh sitting upright and that is when I see that it is my mother in law Mrs Morgans. She has been there for me during this trying time . This time when I have lost my husband at only after a few months of our so beautiful marriage "Be strong my girl " she says comforting me. That is what she has been doing the last two weeks since we got the news about the death of Jeff. I know she was also just trying as much as she could to see that she stays strong. "I am trying Mrs Morgans " I say but tears can't help but continue to flow from my eyes. We talk over and over and by the time she goes out, I am feeling a bit stronger. Every one is telling me that the only thing I should do for my husband is to be strong and live my life once again. I was trying very hard but I was just failing it. I was just losing it . I just cannot . Jeff was all I had. My parents had died so many years ago leaving me by my own. I struggled to study having a chance to get bursaries that I studied on. I some how managed to have it done and was able to complete my education and getting a man that any other girl would wish to have. Having him would meet someone having everything that they have been wishing for all their lives. A love story from scratches turned out to be a story better than that of the Cinderella one. I just fall so madly in love with him . Any way I thing that is in the past right now . Things like that will perhaps never happen to me once again. This pain will not just go away just like that. It takes some time which doesn't Just go away like that. A Cinderella story obviously has ups and downs and so you have to be ready to encounter all possible problems.