No Thank You

Define your Mr. Right

Handsome? Charming? Gentle? Caring?

Well, mine isn't that complicated. I just want someone to love me just the way I am, an average girl, but it seems like it's the hardest thing ever.

I picked up my baggage and turned in the other direction.

My body was wet, and my hands were shivering.

I tried to guess if it was from the heavy rain or just soaked by my own tears.

I looked up and guessed right-the weather was sunny with no sign of rain. It was all my miserable tears.

My name is Valerie, and I was engaged nine months ago to my Mr. Right, Luke. I never knew that everything had turned wrong the moment I introduced him to my best friend, Kamsy, two years ago.

"You should have seen it coming, lol! Don't be sad-I'll name our daughter after you, bestie,"

Kamsy shouted after me, standing at the doorpost with my boyfriend... ex-boyfriend, holding her waist in a way that broke my heart.

I didn't look back. I tried not to fall either. I felt dizzy and weak. I had cried several times, begging him that we could work things out, but his words kept ringing in my head:

"You... and I... just a mistake, Valerie. I... didn't know what I wanted when I engaged you. You're not my type. I'm sorry. You should move on."

He said this to me hours ago when he came to my workplace-on our anniversary day.

"But... we've been together for three years now. You've never complained to me about anything. Where have I gone wrong?"

I replied in tears.

"Three years together doesn't mean we're going to be together forever. Please understand like an adult. You're embarrassing me by making me look bad. People are watching."

I turned slowly and stared at the faces of my colleagues.

Yes, he came to my workplace to break up with me, with the customers and everyone watching.

Our loved-up huge picture was still mounted on my table.

I never ceased to gush and brag about him to my colleagues. Now it felt more like a joke of a picture.

"I want to know what I did wrong. Please, just tell me, Luke."

"Are you dumb? What can't you understand, Valerie!"

He screamed at me.

That made me scared he might try to slap me if care wasn't taken. My colleague and friend Daniel came to my rescue.

"Bro, please, can you go softer on her?"

He told Luke gently.

"Stay out of our business!" Luke snapped back at him.

"This is a workplace, not your house, Mr. Man. Where's the security!"

Daniel shouted back, annoyed.

The company's senior security came to us and asked Luke to leave or he would force him to.

I quickly dried my face with the back of my hand.