Crispin met Brielle at the door smiling but still seemed on edge. They drove to a restaurant and made small talk. At the dinner table Brielle talked about her trip and Cherry’s wedding. Crispin seemed distant and uninterested for the most part. But he was also trying to be polite.
Suddenly, as if he could take the pressure no more, Crispin interrupted Brielle.
“Brielle,” he said, his voice shaking, “Yes?” Brielle replied.
“There’s something I need to tell you.” Crispin looked down and seemed very upset. He was shaking.
“Brielle, while you were away, my father introduced me to a girl-a very wealthy girl named Veronica. Her father owns a vast amount of the businesses here in Lucerne and a few others nationally. My father, he…he wants me to marry Veronica so that he can be proud of me.” Here Brielle gasped and she shook her head in confusion.
Crispin went on. “I am engaged Brielle. Veronica and I are to be married on December 15th.”
Brielle pushed the chair out from behind her and stood up. “Wait! Wait, this is all wrong. I don’t understand Crispin.” She was talking fast and seemed jumpy.
“I don’t know what is so confusing Brielle. What’s not to understand?” Crispin asked trying to seem calm.
“I thought… I mean I…you were…you’re engaged!?” Brielle almost shouted.
“Calm yourself down Brielle! And yes, I am engaged to Veronica. I am sorry if I upset you.”
“Upset me? Oh, Crispin, you…you are so…I can’t talk to you anymore.” Brielle picked up her handbag and began walking furiously out of the restaurant. Crispin stood up and followed her. “Brielle wait!” He tried not to draw any attention but the crowd was watching them anyway. Brielle got out on the street and waved for a taxi.
“Brielle please don’t leave. Let’s talk about this please.”
“Talk about what? You clearly have everything figured out so, I don’t think I need to stay.”
A taxi pulled up and Brielle got in and slammed the door before she could hear what Crispin had to say.
Inside the taxi after Crispin was out of sight in the distance, Brielle burst into tears and developed a massive headache. Her thoughts were blurred in her hot tears. Nothing made sense any more.
When Brielle was finally alone in her room, she collapsed on the bed and sobbed. Crispin had loved her hadn’t he? If he had, then why would he choose to hurt her like this? He would choose to appease his father instead of love who he wanted to love? Everything was all wrong. How could this have happened?
At least Brielle knew why Crispin had been acting so strange. But what now?
Brielle felt rage, heartbrokenness, hate and loneliness all at the same time. She was tired of being disappointed and let down. When would things brighten up for her? Where was the sun in Brielle’s life? Didn’t God want the best for her? Brielle thought and worried and cried till she couldn’t think anymore. Her head hurt badly and she knew she needed to stop crying. She sat up and looked out her window.
In that moment, at about 1:00 in the morning Brielle felt Jesus arms wrap around her. She felt Him holding her and comforting her. She sat there on her bed lost in His presence. After a while Brielle decided that this would not get her down. She wouldn’t let this “set back” destroy another year of her life. She would move on. She would work hard and get back into her normal routine of things.
But this wasn’t as easy as Brielle had thought it would be. Thoughts and questions kept bombarding her in the weeks that followed. Brielle didn’t see Crispin or return his apologetic phone call. She wanted to forget everything; but that might take a while. So, Brielle stayed as busy as she could. She worked at the florist shop, stayed up late reading and writing for her article and even took on extra house work at the boarding house.
One month went by. Brielle heard from Cherry but didn’t talk about Crispin unless Cherry asked about him, which she never did. She was too consumed with her married life.
Another month went by. November was always Brielle’s hardest month. Thoughts of her mother now distracted and haunted Brielle, adding to her hurt. Brielle was thinking about moving back to Cornwall to be nearer to her friends. At least she might not feel so alone. But she would hate to leave Switzerland! Brielle loved it here. She had come to call it home. She had a schedule, two jobs and a wonderful church. Not to mention the scenery. Could she bring herself to leave? If it meant forgetting Crispin and his “new wife-to-be”, then yes; she might.
Brielle mentioned this thought to Cherry on the phone one day.
“What are you waiting for?! Of course you should move back! I feel so lonely without you!” Cherry urged Brielle. Then, without thinking twice, Brielle began making plans to move back to Cornwall.
She didn’t have to plan much, she would move in with her aunt Lydia until she could find another job or establishment and she rarely had any belongings to pack. Brielle booked her one way flight to Cornwall for December 15th; purposely.