Giovanni’s Desires

Heartbreak And A Nightstand

NICOLE

I sat on the cold tiled floor with my knees curled to my chest crying out my heart.

Felix didn't go after me to explain when I ran away. He lied to me. For over a year, all I did was love him, and I was transparent with him.

I've been living with a liar for a very long time, and I found out on the day that was supposed to be our first wedding anniversary.

I, Nicole Harrington, daughter of Stacy and Anthony Harrington, left her parents behind without looking back just to be with Felix all for the sake of love.

I gave up everything I had because I wanted to be with Felix. My parents gave me an ultimatum, Felix, or my inheritance, and I chose him without hesitation because I loved him.

My parents never liked Felix. They didn't deem him worthy of me because he wasn't from a wealthy background, and he was an orphan. I wasn't happy that they were refusing my heart desires because of their standard, and I went against them.

When I chose Felix, I lost my inheritance and cut off ties with my parents because I wanted to prove to them that I didn't need their money and that with my supposed love of my life beside me, I could make it.

I wanted to prove to them that they'd regret it and even when they told me Felix wasn't who I thought he was, I fought against them, believing they were saying all those words to make me leave him.

"No!" I screamed in pain, running my finger through my hair in anger.

"No!" I cried out. It hurts so much.

He betrayed me after all I did for him. He never loved me, and he used me. It hurts so much. I gave up everything for him, only to be repaid like this. I don't think I'd ever be able to move on from this.

Olivia's needs kept ringing in my head. They haunted me. It became a constant music in my head and I screamed how in frustration and tears.

I didn't know for how long I cried and was on the floor, but when I stood up, I went to take a shower.

I tried to sleep in the night but I couldn't sleep at all. The betrayal kept resurfacing, and my heart burned, making it hard for me to breathe.

"It might hurt so much, Nicole, but you'd be fine. You'd move on, and you'd be happy," I uttered words of encouragement to myself.

"You are strong. You are beautiful and you deserve only the best in this life. Felix is not worth it. Olivia is a b***h. It's only a matter of time and you'd be fine," I said to myself.

Felix didn't come home that night again but I already made up my mind to divorce him after all he'd done so soon and I'd rather divorce him first.

The next day, my lawyer came over with the divorce papers. Some minutes after my lawyer left, Felix came.

I had already signed the divorce paper and was seated on the couch in the living room. I wasn't expecting him to return today since he didn't come home the past two nights but I already made up my mind to leave tonight.

"Nicole, i..."

I cut him off. "Here."

I got on my feet and walked to him. "I already signed. You can do the same and be free after all you'd do so in a month."

I handed the divorce papers to him.

"What's this?" He asked as he took the papers from my hand.

I shrugged.

"What?" He sounded surprised and I scoffed in return.

"You..."

"Save it, Felix. There is no need. You only wanted me because I was the daughter of Stacy and Anthony Harrington and I wanted you because I loved you. Thats fine. You don't have to rub more salt on my wound. You are free now after all you have someone you've always loved," I remarked.

"I didn't mean to hurt you. I admit I never liked you. I..."

"Just save it, it's not needed," I cut him off. I didn't need him telling me that I was the only one in the relationship.

I already got it and I was barely acting tough. I didn't want to hear any more words from him or I'd end up crying again and I refused to.

I walked away. The plan was to leave tonight as I already packed all that belonged to me but the minute I stepped into the room, I took my bag and left, not for once turning back to look at him.

I don't think I'd ever love anyone again because the wound inflicted on me is enormous and I don't see it ever healing.

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I opened my eyes to the ray of the sun reflecting on me with a banging headache. I let out a small hiss from the ache I felt.

My body hurts. I groaned lightly as I held my hair. Just then, my eyes widened when I realized that I wasn't in my room.

Where is this place? I thought to myself but placed my palm on my mouth when I realized that I wasn't the only one on the bed there was someone beside me and we were both naked.

"What have you done Nicole?" I muttered to myself.

Fuck! I cursed mentally when I stared at my naked self under the duvet. Three days ago, I found out that my husband wasn't who I thought he was and had approached me with an intention and while trying to get drunk to forget that ever happened, I ended up sleeping with a stranger.

I glanced at the stranger beside me and everything that happened last night resurfaced without a blur. I felt irritated by what I had done.

I gently got off the bed, put on my clothes, took my stuff, and left the hotel room with the intention of never recalling what happened last night as I wanted to bury the memory forever.

When I left I resided with Felix, I got a hotel room close to where I work because I didn't have a place to go.

I couldn't sleep and ended up in a bar to drink and drown my sorrows.

I entered my hotel room and got rid of my clothes to shower.

While showering, more memories of what happened with the stranger resurfaced in my head.

"f**k! We f****d in the shower," I muttered in realization.

I'm not someone to randomly have s*x with a stranger. I've never done so in my life before I felt so disappointed with myself.

I don't even know who he was but I recall vividly how we had s*x, my sounds, and how good I felt as he thrusted in and out of me.

I cannot recall how we got there but I recall him coming to sit beside me at the bar. We ended up having a conversation. I cannot recall who initiated it but I recall us entering the room of the hotel and making out.

"Oh my goodness!" I ran my finger through my hair. I realized that moment my customized silver bracelet, a birthday gift from my mom two years ago was gone.

It probably fell while I was making out with the stranger.

We f****d more than once and he made me c*m so hard. We had s*x on the bed, on the floor, and in the shower. The memories were so vivid and I didn't like it.

I could remember how pleased I was having s*x with the stranger that it made me angry with myself. I slept with someone I didn't know considering what I was going through.

I came out of the shower shortly, cleaned myself, and slept. I wanted to sleep and forget all of the memories.