Sanctuary of Decadence

First, since most of you probably don't know what this word means.
Decadence-the act or process of falling into an inferior condition or state; deterioration; decay:
~This blog is about the deterioration of someones soul. After learning of an act of betrayal on their lovers part. We'll call the person falling apart, Seera, and the betrayer can be Raphael. Seera lives a happy life, thinking eventually she will marry Raphael as she is madly in love with him. One day, she comes home, to the house her and Raphael purchased two years before. As she walks into her house, she hears voices.Not just one voice, as she would have expected, Seera hears two voices. One belonging to her beloved Raphael. The other is a female voice. She thinks nothing of it and sets her things on a table in the living area. Thinking it's probably a family member she stays away from the room in which the voices are coming from. You know...family matters, not really her business. She walks past the room, about five minutes later, the wedding band encircling her finger gleaming under the bright lamp light of the hallway. She stops when she hears her name, and listens through the door. Here is what she hears:
"Raphael...don't you think-"
"No...you don't understand, I can't lose you."
"But perhaps...we should tell her...I kind of feel bad, doing all this behind her back"
"As do I..but it can't be helped. She'll get over it."
The female giggles, "Your horrible. But I suppose your right."
"I do wonder if perhaps she's daft."
"Well of course she is love!"
Both of them laugh, and it echoes through the door.
"No doubt she'll tell her brother. He'll flip."
"I'll fix that...don't worry about it."
"No...it's dangerous to bother him. I'll deal with it. You can handle her."
"Alright then."

Seera can't believe what she hears, shock runs over her face and leaves it's mark in her eyes as she pushes open the door. She looks at the face of her fiance' Raphael, and then to the mocking eyes of her best friend. She covers her face with her hands and bites her tongue. Denial finds her voice as she screams a sad no and runs out of the house, tears blurring her vision. Raphael gives chase, leaving his new love smiling with anticipation. As he catches up to Seera he grabs her arm whirling her to face him.
She screams at him, "Let me you go you lying bastard!!!"
He frowns and grips both her arms in his hands, "Somehow...I knew you would act like this. I thought you understood!!!"
"Understood? What the fuck am I supposed to be understanding!!??!"
"It wasn't clear? You are daft...I thought I made it perfectly clear that I don't love you..."
Her lips tremble, "Y-y-you what...?"
"Seera...I don't want to be with you,"
"How can you say that!?!?! You sick son of a bitch!?! How can you say that?!!"
"Because...it's true."
"You asshole!! How could you do this to me?!" She screams horrified, and sinks to the ground. She felt sick...foolish. But where were the clues. What hints had he given her, when he'd proposed three days before? Raphael kneels next to her. And takes her left hand in his.
"I'm sorry Seera." He kisses her hand, and gently slides the gleaming diamond off her finger.
"No!!! Give it back you bastard!! Give it back!!! You can't take it from me!! Give...it..baack" She balls swinging blindly in the air. He frowns down at her and turns to leave while she clutches her sides and rocks to keep her self from falling apart.

Over a course of the next few days, Seera cries her self to sleep. Having frequent nightmares and holding her sides so she doesn't rip apart. It is announced that Raphael is to be married. The tear through her body grows as she sits in her small sanctuary of decadence and struggles to hold her self together. Four days after Raphael's wedding, her older brother dies, and her ex-best friend comes to visit her.
"Seera...I had hoped to see you at the wedding."
"Get the hell away from me you backstabbing little bitch..." Seera answers dully, no emotion raising her voice.
"Why can't you be happy for us?!!?"
"Why..can't I..." Seera repeats mechanically and looks up at her ex-friend sadly. "I hate you..."
Her "friend" looks at her numbly, then glares. "Fine" She states, then lands a swift kick in Seera's side, "I hope you rot like your brother." Then she walks out.

For the next few month's Seera remains broken, only slightly holding herself together. To this day she still tries to keep from ripping in two. And in the times she is not contemplating revenge. She resides in her Sanctuary of Decadence, trying to replace the shards of her heart that flew around the earths core to melt with the love she had for Raphael.

I sincerely hope you are never hurt in anyway shape or form...

Trying to rebuild myself,
Seera Rein