They say your past always have a way of coming back to haunt you. In Maria Chandler's case, her past was the epitome of masculinity; Sharp jawline and a body to die for.
On the verge of getting married, Maria never expected to see her ex-love again...
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Maria scoffed in disbelief when his words resonated with her. She suddenly felt like a puppet, controlled by an arrogant master- Leon. Gritting her teeth amidst her saddened heart, Maria grabbed her bags from Leon's hand and began to walk away, while the tears streamed down her face.
Leon stood in utter shock with his jaws unhinged. He couldn't believe what had just happened, but luckily, he quickly recovered from his dismay and walked briskly after Maria.
He grabbed her hand and twirled her around to him. "What the hell!" He exclaimed.
"Who do you think you are?" Maria hissed sharply, trying to tug herself out of Leon's grip, but he was too strong. "Let me go!"
Leon watched the tears falling down her bruised face. He watched how she struggled to set herself free. He saw how fragile she was and for a moment, he didn't want to do anything but hold her in his arms and assure her that everything would be fine...but for now, he wanted answers as to why she was being so adamant.
"What is wrong with you?" he demanded abruptly.
Maria sniffed, finally done with trying to free herself from his grip. "We are no longer together, so stop trying to control me!" she bit out sharply. Brokenly.
Leon scoffed. "I'm not trying to control you, I'm trying to protect you dammit!" He snapped, taken aback by the mere prospect of Maria's declaration.
With one sudden tug, Maria freed herself from his grasp. "Protect me from whom? Yourself?" she spat shakily. "You are the real danger here and if it wasn't for you, none of this would be happening," she yelled hysterically.
Her words hit home and so Leon was left in silence, staring at Maria in disbelief.
"You ruined me all those years ago!" She cried. "And now you're here to do the same thing ag-" she was cut off by the sob that broke from her lips.
Leon's stomach knotted at her words and he suddenly took a step back to distance himself from her. Glaring at her, he allowed his thoughts to overwhelm him. What was he even doing? Where was the despise he had felt towards the woman earlier? Why was he forgetting his goal in the first place?. All the questions floated around in his head, but none laid at a steady foundation.
"Fine," he shrugged, finding the shakiness in his voice unfamiliar. "I don't even know what I was thinking anyway. A leopard never changes it's spots" he hissed now, welcoming his cold demeanor.
Maria swallowed and folded her lips to prevent them from shaking. Her throat seemed constricted and her whole body seemed to hurt at his words, but she lifted her head; not like the damsel she was seeming to be, but like the proud woman she knew herself to be.
"Goodbye," she managed firmly, taking one steady glance at Leon before she spun on her heels and walked away from him. With her back turned, Maria knew that she couldn't put up with the façade of bravery for long, and so the tears streamed down her face, bursting the dam of sadness in her eyes.
