A Visual And Verbal Narrative

Malia Wittgenstein had fin onlyy made up her mind she would stick with a promising job offer, with Starcom Fashion Design Company in Washington as a personal assistant to the director. Malia was willing to snuff it behind her universal vitality in Newcastle UK.Her go to bedr Jethro who was a Chef in a renowned Newcastle hotel, was not happy about her decision facilitate he could not control her considering the fact that she had caught him flirting with a whore in a local pub. Jethro, had apologized profusely scarce Malia seemed to think that he was treating her that way because she was baseless at the time.Malia sat in the sitting room staring at the two bags she had packed for her departure. Emotions overwhelmed her, as she thought of her usual life in Newcastle. Malia had built all her life around Jethro n evertheless his betrayal in a drunken stupor had neutralized all her trust in him.As she stared at their portrait on the wall, so many a(prenominal) emotions were r unning through her, she loved and hated him at the same time. She smiled at the memories of good old times and shed tears when she remembered their latest scuffles with Jethro. Malia seemed to be certain that all she needed was to get external from Newcastle, and prove to Jethro that she could twist around around and make it in life.She looked at a painting pause loosely on the wall depicting a girl in pursuit. The painting seemed to collude with what she was going through and felt so more than in touch with the painting. Suddenly she felt nostalgic and was not authoritative if she should go or not and tears filled her eyes.Malia was not sure if she was making a mistake or not by going away Newcastle and more so if she was wrong about Jethro and if he really meant his love to her as he had promised earlier in a bid to testify and coarse her not to come out him.She had decided to leave today because Jethro would be busy at work and would not try to stop her to leave through h is sweet tongue. She cried and sobbed with a heavy heart not believe if she could leave the life she had so much gotten used to. When she finally calmed she took a paper and a pen and wrote a letter to JethroTo my first love,I never knew the meaning of love until I met you Jethro. You were the first man to take away my innocence and I fatiguet regret it because then I knew I loved you and you loved me. When my parents died and I lost everything, God brought you to my life and you have been the only family I have ever go throughn.I am still hurting because you cheated on me the other day. I dont know wherefore, but I want to hate you so much insofar I cant because I still love you so much. Why did you hurt me so bad? Is it because I am jobless unlike you? This new job offer in Washington is promising and I think it will make me happy and thats why I want to leave and let myself be.I hate to confess this but I dont know if I will ever be able to get you out of my mind Jethro. Ple ase dont try to stop me because I wont let you. I have to leave now dont headache I will get in touch after sometime. Jethro? Do you really love me as you are professing? Am I the woman of your dreams and are you certain that you really want to marry me as you told me last night?From your Cherry,Malia