Finding Her: A Tale of Tragedy which leads to Love

Finding Her: A Tale of Tragedy which leads to Love

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Discovering that her fiancé dies in a plane crash on National TV, Jennifer loses herself and her dear ones in the process. Depending solely on alcohol for happiness, she meets new people who make her feel anew, but would this be long-term or short-term?

Finding Her: A Tale of Tragedy which leads to Love Chapter 1 Prologue

"He travelled last night." I said to Anna while chewing the burger loudly. She looked at me with disgust and shook her head, disappointedly.

"Sorry ma." I said sarcastically and continued chewing the same way.

"Oh come on Jenny." Anna pleaded which made me laugh before taking the last bite of the burger and cleaning my fingers with the serviette which came with it. "And you know I missed you".

"Oh please, stop lying . My brother traveled last night and you finally have my time. He did not even inform me o!". Anna complained which caused me to roll my eyes.

"Don't take it personally babe, besides, Brian traveled for work".

"I still don't understand why he traveled a month before your wedding Jenny. It does not make any sense. He is always so busy, it is annoying". Anna complained.

"It is fine babe, I am not whining, besides, he will be back in a week and I will be your best friend plus sister-in-law! Aren't you excited?!".

Anna rolled her eyes, "I still can't believe you are going to be my sister-in-law".

"Why not? You should be excited, you know?".

Anna scoffed.

"Well, it is too late to regret it. You were the one who introduced us, you said we matched, remember?" I said poking her.

Anna and I had been best friends since we met at the university. One day, I complained about being single and my need for a man in my life; mind you, I was only joking. Anna took me seriously and fixed me on a date with Brian; I was in disbelief when she called that Saturday morning informing me that he was going to pick me up for the date. I insulted Anna that day, and she kept laughing and saying "You asked and I delivered".

I was not expecting this kind of "delivery". I honestly wasn't. I had seen Brian a couple of times but we only exchanged pleasantries, besides, he was always out of the country, working. Anyways, we met that day, and boy, I fell in love instantly. He was everything I needed.

"I don't regret anything, I am happy for you and my brother, honestly". Anna said.

"Whatever". I mumbled and hissed loudly. "Anyway, he said he will stop this work once we get married. I can't wait, I need to see my husband everyday, I love him so much".

Anna rolled her eyes again.

"Keep doing that till your eyes fall off, rubbish girl".

Anna chuckled, "Relax na, anyway, I hope he quits this job as he promised, Brian is quite stubborn".

I nodded in agreement, Brian is so stubborn. It took lots of arguments and convincing before he decided to take this step. He traveled to China this time around to close all deals and other work-related things I could not really comprehend when he explained. I think he also mentioned that he wad going to start working here. Case in point, he was going to stop traveling, that was all that mattered to me, really.

I walked into the kitchen to wash my hands, they were sticky. I heard the television and depicted that Anna tuned into the news channel which was really loud. I gritted my teeth as I helped myself with a glass of juice from the fridge.

I am going to yank Anna's hair off, why can't she reduce the volume abeg?

No, no, I will bite her first, then yank her hair off.

"I think of the most stupid things". I said with a smile as I walked into the loud sitting room with my glass of juice. I looked round for Anna but she was not there, she went to the toilet, probably.

"Don't destroy my toilet!". I shouted then sat down. I looked at the television, hissed and proceeded to change it when the headlines caught my attention.

British Airways - Explosion. No survivors.

I froze.

I took out my phone from the pocket of my joggers.

God please, no.

This can't be true.

Please, God, please.

I opened my messages with Brian and opened the file which contained his flight ticket. My eyes welled up.

No, this cannot be true.

God please.

God please.

God please.

I repeated these two words so many times in my head. My mind was spiraling. I just sat there, staring at my phone in disbelief.

Anna walked into the sitting room "I did not destroy your toilet ma." She sighed as she sat beside me.

I did not even realize that my juice had fallen out of my hand until she tapped me.

"What is wrong?" She asked with so much concern. I couldn't talk, I couldn't move, I was just staring at my phone. She yanked the phone out of my hand and looked at it. "I don't understand babe, please talk to me." She pleaded.

I directed my eyes towards the TV. Anna followed my eyes and it suddenly clicked. "Oh my goodness!!" She exclaimed, her hands clasped her mouth. It seemed like her scream alerted my brain. I knelt down, on the broken glass, and took one of them that looked extremely pointy and sharp, I slowly brought it to my left wrist.

It is better to do this instead of going through pain. I cannot go through this, no way.

Anna stopped me halfway.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?! What is wrong with you??". I looked at her eyes, she was in tears.

"What does it look like Anna? I'm taking my life. I was supposed to get married in a month, now look at this"

"That does not warrant you to take your life Jenny, I feel your pain, he was my brother too, remember?". She started wailing terribly.

I dropped the glass and hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry Anna, I'm so sorry".

She shook her head, "No, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry". She wailed and wailed, I kept tapping her back gently while I thinking.

I have lost the love of my life.

What am I going to do from here on? What is going to happen to me?

How is my life going to be like?

What did I do to deserve this? What did I do?.

I started crying silently.

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