All of us have a love story; some of us have a successful one while others are left with a broken heart.
This is a story about love, dreams, hope, and betrayal. I may be judged for my story but a story said is better than a story lost.
So here I am, an average looking middle-class girl with dreams and aspirations like every normal girl. After a failed relationship, when I stepped into engineering, all I had in mind was my career and ambition to do well in life. My mom had always been extremely supportive of my aspirations.
She wanted me to live better than everyone in her family and I worked hard to fulfill her dream.
While I was in college, I met a boy. He was good-looking, smart and career-oriented; every girl’s dream boy. We started talking and soon, people thought that we were a couple. We didn’t have a problem with it since we did like each other.
Though we were happy and peaceful, we were never really in a relationship and it became obvious with time.
That’s when I started getting close to Grey (name changed). He showered me with love and the bond we shared was something I’d always dreamt of.
I fell head over heels in love with him and ultimately, I could do anything at all for him.
When he lost two consecutive years in college, somehow, I felt responsible for it. But that never reduced my love for him. Instead, my love grew stronger with each passing day.
Amidst all this, my mom passed away. It was the toughest time of my life but he supported me unconditionally.
His love made me feel like the luckiest person on the planet.
However, as time passed by, he changed. I started working and had a few crushes, which did mess things up but it made me realize that I could never imagine a life without him.
My family knows about him and is waiting for us to get married. I’m 26 and still waiting for him. He isn’t ready to talk to his family about us. I’ve been understanding and have patiently given him the time he needs.
Ever since I spoke about marriage, he has been indifferent.
He disgusts me with his useless habits of drinking and hanging out with friends. I am not a narrow-minded person but I don’t know how much more I can sacrifice.
I feel like this wait will never end and if it does, it will end in a tragedy, which I cannot take.