Anya was outside of her studio as she watched the last remaining things taken out of the whole space. She was also currently looking as the name of her studio, Reignya, was being taken down.
She felt sad, but she still wanted to be here as everything she built up slowly being erased. When all of it was done, and she was left all alone, she went back inside to look at the place for the last time.
“I’m sorry.” She whispered.
She wanted to say sorry to the dream she couldn’t continue and couldn’t fight for. ‘If someday you’re for me, then I’ll find myself back again.’
She could only comfort her heart with this.
She felt down, and can’t help but wish that person was with her this time. Was he still mad at her? Is he waiting for me to go to him?
Anya called him several times and also went to the Castellanos Group of Companies, but they said he was on leave for a business trip.
She was once again sad. He didn’t even tell her or said goodbye. What should she do then?
Anya was pondering this when a knock came from the door. It was a delivery guy. She wrinkled her brows at what kind of delivery would still arrive in this place.
She walked to the door and opened it.
“Yes?” She asked as she greeted the delivery guy.
“Good afternoon, Miss. A delivery for Ms. Anya?” The delivery guy replied as she handed her an envelop and a file for her to sign.
After signing, the delivery guy left, and Anya could only stare at the package.
She went back inside to open it. She saw the sender from the outside of the envelope. Damon Castellano?
Anya’s heart leaped. He sent her a mail? What could it be? She hurriedly opened the package as her heart started beating.
What she saw was another envelope. But it was elaborately designed, and the golden crest and message made her hands shook.
Engagement Invitation.
It couldn’t be. Who is being engaged? She had a hint from the initials, but she didn’t want to believe it.
Anya immediately tore open the elegant envelope, and a bunch of papers were inside. But what cut her attention was the big announcement.
Damon and Veronica Engagement Celebration. Anya felt her world crumble.
What is the meaning of this? Why so suddenly? And it was even him who sent it?
One after the other, Anya’s tears slid down her face. Her mind blanked and her whole being broke down.
With just a quarrel, Damon doesn’t want her anymore? And he was going to marry Veronica? Now that her studio was dissolved, she was abandoned by Damon.
How cruel of him. She trusted him!
She once again gave her heart to someone, only to be thrown away. Anya started to sob.
Maybe she wasn’t fit for love. And that, no one would truly love her. But she felt so hurt right now, more than what she experienced from Andrei.
Because Damon made her believe, and made her feel special. She was very scared of love, but he broke down her walls.
And she let herself fall onto him.
But now, everything was just fleeting.
When Anya realized her studio was going to disband, she felt sad and down. Yet she didn’t cry. But right now, she was sobbing like a baby. This made her feel weak again when she thought she was strong enough to handle anything. And right now, she can’t think straight, and her heart was being clenched painfully she could hardly breathe.
A sudden clank on the door sounded, and she froze. The sound of heels clinked against the floor, and Anya can’t help but think it was familiar.
“Did you receive it?” Veronica’s sickening sweet voice was heard once again.
Anya’s expression tightened, and she wiped her face harshly. She pursed her lips and her eyes held frost as she turned towards her.
Veronica was dressed elegantly as she stared mockingly at Anya. She glanced at the envelop at the other’s hands and her smile grew bigger.
“Oh Damon, he was so impatient to send the invitation to you and cut your ties off, that he sent it directly sent it through mail.” Veronica said dramatically and looked sympathetically at Anya.
Anya clenched her hands, along with the envelope which was crushed in her palms. Veronica smiled once again.
“I came here once again to offer it to you. Take the money, and leave. Don’t show yourself in front of us again.” Veronica said to Anya while her gaze sharpened.
Anya felt her heart had been beaten so much, it couldn’t throb anymore. She looked coldly at Veronica.
She just wanted to cry, she wanted this to end. She wanted to collapse in the ground and weep for her aching heart.
But she won’t let this woman have the luxury of such a scene.
“Why? Are you scared?” She stepped forward and stared intensely at Veronica.
“You don’t have the confidence to keep that man, so you want to get rid of me. You know I can still steal him, right?” Anya mocked as she stared down at Veronica.
Veronica’s mouth hanged up by Anya’s preposterous words. Her face flushed in anger, as she was being rebuked by this woman right now.
Anya saw Veronica’s face turn ugly, but she had no time to be happy form the other’s misery. She doesn’t have the energy to take note of everything right now actually.
She coldly stared back at Veronica straight in the eyes.
“Take your money and take that man too. I don’t care what you all do in your lives. I will just wait and see, if you could really keep Damon Castellano.” Anya spitted these words and started her steps to leave.
Veronica was breathing heavily in anger with everything Anya had slapped to her face. When she recovered, Anya had already pass by her. she turned around quickly to yell at the woman. “How dare you! You’re just a pathetic whore!” Veronica screamed, but Anya only gave her the view of her back.
Anya didn’t bother with Veronica anymore and left the building. She hurriedly flagged a taxi, and entered it.
When she was inside, she burst into tears once again. She washed and drowned her sorrows and pain with tears and muffled cries.