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The next day, I woke up with Aius no longer beside me. I'm now wearing his shirt, maybe he dressed me up.

The memory of last night bring smile on my lips. Smiling and happily I got out of bed, to tidy up the bathroom.

I was about to enter the bathroom door when I saw his phone above the bedside blinking. Someone's calling.

Only an unregistered number is listed there so I didn't do anything but answer that, add that I'm also curious, whoever has a brain tumor will call very early.

"Hello, love? I missed you, when are you coming back here?" melodious and mixed toying opening voice from the other line.

My ear immediately tingled with annoyance, my heart breaking into pieces, again. Anger, and regret started to eat up my sanity and calmness, upon hearing her voice. Even without her name on the screen, I still know who the heck is the owner of that damn flirty voice, it's none other than Aius ex-lover, Allen. Thid bitcg. "What the fvck do you need, Allen?" cold and mixed with anger I whispered.

"Oops, the useless wife. Oh, I'm so sorry to disturb you, madam. I'll hang up now—" he replied angrily.

"No, I'm asking you bitch what do you need, and why the heck are you calling my husband? Don't you know how to respect ?! You're flirting with a married man, so filty of you, low class bitch. " nag iinit ang ulong sambit ko, I don't care if she'll get hurt with my words. Damn her feelings, damn her for ruining my morning.

"Can I, Sariel? Don't call me a bitch because you don't know! You don't have a wife! You can't even provide for Aius's needs so he's looking for someone else. But, then maybe I should thank you for that? Haha you're stupidity is my gain. " annoyingly she said, and what she just told make me stiffened and weak.

C-could it be ... no, no, no, Aius won't bed other woman besides me. I know, he loves me, he won't do it with anyone. "No! You're lying, stop messing with us and go get yourself a life to ruin, and leave us!" gitil na sambit ko, my heart is break into tiny pieces, it's bleeding inside. I wanted to cry but my eyes won't cooperate with me, my tears don't want to go out.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! I really enjoy it, eh. Thanks, huh ?!" he laughed flirtatiously and at the same time as he killed the call was the opening of the bedroom door.

Aius enter the room with a tray of breakfast in his hands. "Good morning, love. How's your sleep?" he asked kindly and then went straight to our room and laid down on the bed what he was carrying. I'm bent over so he can't see what I look like.

I felt him walked towards me, then the next thing I felt is his lips on my head. "Hey, are you okay, love?" he asked with a tinge of concern.

I didn't say a word, kept my mouth shut and let myself feel every pain of my heart.

"Sariel, tell me what's wrong? We were fine last night, we made love already, are you regretting it?" he asked confused. I didn't dare talked even just a little. I have lots of questions to ask, but I can't find any courage to voice it out.

"Please, love. Don't be like this, oh." his voice trembled, causing me to look up at him and meet our eyes. I saw a lone tear scape his eyes. He's hurting again, as well as I am hurting.

"Allen called you." that's all I could say, and that's all he could hear I immediately felt his body stiffen, I can feel that he's tensed and nervous. He didn’t say any word, so I continued to speak even though I was having difficulty. "Is it true?" of the amount of question I wanted to ask that was all I could say.

"Love ... I'm ... sorry, whatever she said to you, I'm so sorry." he said weakly.

And that's enough for me to burst out my sobs, my tears stream down my cheeks. "So, you bedded her, huh. You make her fullfil your needs." crying I said my heart is in damn chaos and I don't know if I can still fix it. My heart is so broken, I can't take all the pain anymore.

"WHAT ?!" She seemed shocked and incredulous she asked, "I what? Huh? This is insane, Love. I didn't bedded her, alright." stunned and strained to soften the voice he said.

But I'm so hurt to even believe in him again, I don't want to. I'm tired of believing, he's just telling lies, e. I'm tired, I don't want to disappoint myself over and over again. I pity myself right at this moment. I look like stupid, who get fooled easily. "No, stop denying it. I won't believe in any of you lies. I'm tired of believing you."

"What? No, love, please. Let's not be like this, believe love, I'm telling the truth, I'm not lying, please hear me out." he pleaded.

"Cut the crap Aius." I turned cold to him and then left him lying on the floor. I quickly fix myself and go downstairs to attend my son.

But then, the maids told me that my son isn't in the house, because her grandmother took her somewhere. Aius command. Our maid also told me that my son will be out for a week or two according to his grandmother.

****

"Love, please let's talk, let's fix please, don't be like this." with a pleading cry of Aius, as he removed all the clothes I had already put in the suitcase.

"What the heck, Aius, you've been repeating yourself! You've been before! I said shut the fvck up, and stop messing my things! Stop messing me up!" I shouted angrily at him as a reason to stop what he was doing.

I'm annoyed with him repeatedly saying that he never included Allen when we got married and while I wasn't there, but why would I believe his words, right? He's damn wild.

"Stop explaining, Aius. You're just wasting your time and my time. I buy any of you lies, so let me just leave in peace, even when I just leave, just let me be calm. Please just , I'm too tired to believe your lies, eh. " I cried and said softly.

"But I'm not lying. I'm telling the truth. Why don't you believe me? Why do you always think the worst of me? Am I that bad to you? Am I that useless and asshole to you? Am I? I'm exhausted too, Sariel. Not only are you hurting the two of us, I also have a feeling— "

"Stop, Aius. Let's just end this marriage, it won't work, let's just have a schedule to be with our son. Stop trying so hard to make this marriage work, it's useless, because whatever we do, there's really nothing left let's hope, if we force ourselves to work, we'll both get hurt, so please, as long as there's still two of us left, let's separate, let's stop this. Let's not wait any longer that ... that we have come to the point where we are both very poor, because it is more difficult, e. So please, that's right, ha. Maybe it's time for ... for us to love ourselves. " Although it hurts to say those words for me, I forced myself to say them, because it's true, e. We’re just exhausted both, we’re just hurting. Maybe we're not really meant for each other.

We were both silent for a long time and only my sobs could be heard.

"Is that what you really want? Will you be happy if ... if I let go? If ... if I let you get away from me? Will you be happy? Won't you be hurt? What if—"

"Yes, I'll be happy, I'll be healed, and all the pain will be healed. And I know you too, because that's what's good for the two of us, eh." I didn't finish what he was going to say and I immediately said those words.

"Okay, then. At least, let me ... let me take you downstairs." he said softly and then lifted my suitcases.

"T-thank you ..." my heart ached with gratitude.

"Hmm ... take care, wherever you're going, take care always. I ... i love you. I'm sorry for hurting you for so long, for not giving you freedom, sorry if I cage you with this marriage, I'm just daring that we'll be fine, e. Sorry, my love. I'm now ... "his voice was full of pain as he uttered those words, not n ' ya also able to look into my eyes nor even my face. I may be hurting too, but what can I do? I'm down, e.

"I'm now letting you go, even if it hurts. Your happiness is my happiness." she said sadly and then kissed me on top. "So, I'll go inside, now. I don't want to watch you as you drive away from me, it will be a torture for me." after he said that, he entered the house and closed it.

I was left standing next to my turned car, I don’t know. I somehow feel guilty and regretting with my decision, but still I'm sure with my plan, I'll leave. If that's the best, e.

Maybe, maybe we just really need to accept that there really isn’t. That we have already done what we have.

It's really hard to fix a broken trust, right?

Maybe we can forgive, but we never forget ...

I breathe out, and decided to finally leave the house, with a heavy heart ...