Rekindled by Nevaeh Winters

REKINDLED
    Copyright © 2012 by Nevaeh Winters
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    REKINDLED
     
    I sprinted down the shoreline, feeling the cool surf gliding over my feet and the grainy texture beneath them. The extreme contrast represented my emotions: happy one minute and sad the next. I suddenly came to a screeching halt, “Damn him!” I screamed as loud as I could. The sound of the fierce oceanic waves drowned out my cries.
     
    It had been one year and eleven days since the course of my life had changed. The ring that was heard around the world; the phone call that ended my fairy tale romance will not escape my memory any time soon.              
     
    I still remember the conversation as th ough I just hung up the phone.
     
    “Hi is this Veronica?”
     
    “Yes it is—Who’s calling?”
     
    “I need to tell you something important about Roman.” The sultry voice shared.
     
    “Who is this?” I repeated.
     
    “My name is Karin. Please I have to tell you about Roman , ” h er breath was wary.
     
    “Veronica, Roman is not hurt but things are not good.”
     
    “What is going on? Is he in trouble—did he do something wrong?” I begged.
     
    “I don’t know how to say this—I mean I am not sure—what I am trying to say,” her voice vibrated.
     
    “Just tell me. Please! If he is not dead or hurt, then I can handle anything you have to say to me.”  I regretted my next words. “I promise, I can take it, just tell me.”
     
    “I am not sure you can handle this because it’s tearing me apart.” her voice cracked.
     
    “Please I can take it.” The silence that followed was painstaking.
     
    A ripple in my stomach rose and sank in my heart. I knew what she was trying to say.
     
    “Are you saying he cheated with you?” I swallowed hard.
     
    “What? No he cheated with you?” Her voice squealed. A tone of anger leaked out. “I have been in a relationship with him for four years.”
     
    “What the hell! I have been in a relationship with Roman for five years. What kind of a sick joke are you playing on me? I’m hanging up! ” I shrilled.
     
    “Hold on a second—Roman there is someone on the phone for you.”
     
    I could hear a familiar voice in the background. “Who is it, angel face?” It was Roman I could recognize his voice even through the static of the phone. I felt my soul shutting down.
     
    He always called me angel face. My stomach began to twist into knots. I wanted to hang up, but I held the line, gripped with a sensation to hurl.
     
    “Hello, this is Roman, how can I help you?” I heard his smile through the phone. I felt like I was stuck in a bad dream.
     
    “How could you do this to me? Why? What kind of a man are you?” I sobbed.
     
    “Veronica? Holy shit! Wait babe, I can explain,” He stammered.
     
       In the background, I heard Karin explode: “You two timing son of a bitch. Get out!”
     
      “Damn you?” She screamed. I heard the wrestling of the phone.
     
    “Karin, calm down. Give me a minute with Veronica, let’s stop the screaming and solve this as civil adults.” He spoke to her while speaking into the phone. I tried to speak but they were not listening.
     
    “There is nothing civil about what you have done!” She ranted loudly.
     
    “No, Roman you can’t explain your way out of this one. Good-bye…” I softly whispered.
     
    “No, Veronica. I can—“he spoke