Afterlife (Afterlife Saga, #1)

by Stephanie Hudson

She lifted herself to the height of his face and kissed him. This was enough to unleash the tears from my eyes, leaving behind a salty road for others to follow. I looked away and wiped them off my skin in vain. I didn't notice when she left, but to be honest my mind was a blur, consumed with the pain of self-pity. I just want to drown in it. “I'm sorry, that was rude. I didn't introduce you to my fiancée. That was Celina,” he said still holding on to his unemotional countenance, and I had lost all of mine. I couldn't speak, fearing what I would say in reply. Then, when I thought the pain couldn't get any worse than knowing he was getting married to one of the most perfect creatures this world had ever seen… he spoke. “I understand there has been a misjudged account of affections that do not exist. Perhaps this was partly my doing as well, as a young overactive imagination can sometimes twist the truth. In light of your clear feelings, I would think it best for you if you no longer work up here in the VIP.” He finished this sentence, thus sealing my fate into a pit of misery. He could see the tears, and yet his arrogance was still stronger than ever. We were miles apart, and the difference was that he didn't care and all the time I was fighting my way to get back. “Right… you’re right, clearly… what a stupid mistake to have made!” I said this out loud not realising, as nothing made sense, but nothing ever does when you’re lost. “I think you’re a hard worker and…” “Stop, ju...

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