The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

Chapter 143

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I'm either a good liar or my friends have given up on me. I don't mind either of these things. I know I have caused everyone around me enough trouble and I don't expect them to help me anymore. They deserve to live their life the way they want without needing to worry about me.

It's been a few days since Silas showed up at my place. I lied to him when I said I didn't hear my phone because I was napping. He called me before I went to take a nap. I didn't want to pick up.

I made the decision to get out of his life and although it is hard to do so, I know that it's the right thing to do. He has a girlfriend now and I'm trying to accept that he can no longer be mine. But just because I'm trying to come to terms with my new reality, that doesn't mean that I'm strong enough to maintain a friendship with him.

I truly value all his efforts to make sure that I'm okay, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out that my presence in his life isn't healthy at all. He needs to have a normal life away from me.

My heart broke when I learned that he started dating Maisie, but I knew that was bound to happen sooner or later. She is a beautiful girl who seems to be fun, and they have been spending a lot of time together, so what would hold him from dating her?

It's Friday already. I lied to my parents and told them I had important projects I needed to work on, so I wouldn't be able to go to their place this weekend. I can go, but I don't want to. I want to spend some time alone.

In fact, I'm going out tonight all alone. I plan on having a drink or two. I don't want to get shitfaced, but I just want to drink a little. They say alcohol numbs the pain a little and I need to numb my pain.

I never thought that getting my memory back would be that painful. The doctors didn't prepare me for this moment. Lately, I have been remembering a lot of things; however, sometimes, I can't help but wonder whether I'm truly remembering things or tricking my mind into making false memories based on what I have been told by Silas, my friends and my family.

I know I could ask them, but I don't want to. I want to be alone for a while. Maybe if I spend more time alone I will be able to figure things out in a better way.

I put on something nice and apply make up before heading out of my apartment. I wish I could move out of this apartment to be away from Silas, but my parents won't like this idea.

Since I plan on drinking, I opt for taking an Uber instead of driving. I don't plan on putting myself or any other person in danger. To be honest, I'm nervous. I have never drunk before, but what's the worst that's going to happen? It's not like I plan on getting completely drunk, but that doesn't take away the anxiousness I'm feeling.

inhale. For a moment, I think about going back home, but even if this is a bad decision, what's the worst that's going

bar. This place is nicer than the one Everest took me to. For a moment, I don't

I bought. Luckily, the bartender bought my lie. It's probably because of the make up

know it. I thought the taste would be heavier, but

like you doing on her own?" A man says as he brings himself beside me. I'm not interested in talking to anyone. I just want to be

want to be on my own," I reply without looking at

talk to anyone. "Come on. Let's have some fun," he stresses. I feel him place his

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me alone!" I snap

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bouncer to

dirty look before walking away. At least he walked

smile at

comments, but I say nothing. I don't even know where I belong anymore. It feels like I don't belong anywhere. I sometimes wonder if I'm a parasite that's trying to latch on to whatever surface it can find. "Can you make me a stronger drink?" I request and he nods. I'm glad that it's not

but I end up having four. Realizing that even alcohol isn't strong enough to numb my pain, I decide that it's time for me to leave. The thing is, I know I'm too drunk to leave on my own and I'm scared of ordering Uber. I reach for my phone

my first time to hear

worried. I hate myself for worrying

Do you think you can

I will pick you up."

I'm doing to myself, but all I