I’ve known Chelsa* since we were young. She was carefree, quite boyish and bigger than us. We used to play bending, Chinese garter and hopscotch, on the dusty streets of our hometown.
It was in high school when I noticed how naive Chelsa was. Everything she says, though sensible, sounded ridiculous. Others found her naiveté moronic. I, however, found it endearing.
I was in college when I heard that she was already married and had 3 kids. That was less surprising than the fact that her husband was extraordinarily good looking. He looked like a commercial model beside the plain looking Chelsa. Well, there must be something about Chelsa that got to him.
After a few years, I heard a very sad news. Chelsa’s husband and her older brother got in a brawl in a local club. Though the issue was settled that night, the two disappeared after a week, as in.. just disappeared. Chelsa’s family had an idea who was behind the disappearance but they let the law take over. The investigation, however, didn’t get anywhere. Chelsa, with her heart broken, had no choice but to move on for the sake of her kids.
It has been years. Chelsa’s kids have grown and so has she. She is now working abroad to support her children. She is still single and I have this feeling that she might still be waiting for her lost husband.
Her brain may not be as shrewd as those of others, but her heart is gold and her love is pure. I sincerely hope the best for her..
*not real name
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