Each of her words tinges with sadness and Vincent couldn't understand why she can't understand just a simple thing. He is ignorant about her own feelings. He is well aware of. But his responsibility for Sia holds a higher position than his own life. The one he is today, it's all thanks to Sia. He can't deny. His existence is still on the earth because of Sia and there is no way he can neglect his responsibility. He loves Emma dearly. But if this is something that she can't accept about him. He doesn't know what to do either. " Is it worth of leaving her?" Mark asked, as he expressed his emotions about Emma's conversation last time. " I don't know. Emma doesn't want to understand that Sia is the only family who I owe everything. She is the one who saved me when I almost died. How can I just -!" He frustratedly sighs and looks at Mark with a hope of good suggestion. " Leave your wife!" Mark's voice resounds seriousness. " I think you both deserve better. Emma has never
Kinda Tipsy, when Vincent returns home. He steps in the front door and looks at the doorway which ends in the living room. His heart burns when he remembers the days since he started dating her and she moved in with him after so much pleading and sulking from his side. She used to return home after work and took her laptop and worked in living room until the sound of opening door hit her ears. So each time, she would have stood there with the sweetest smile. She would jump on him and give lots of kisses until he hugged her and entered the house. Right now, After three years, he has realized that she has changed for long time ago. And he has no idea about it. With slow steps, he walks in. This time, like she used to say, he puts the shoes in their right position. He places the bag on the closet and heads inside the bedroom. However, the moment he enters, Emma is nowhere to be seen. The sharp pain rushes through his heart. He is drunk but his eyes are darting around to see
" Don't go!" She begs, grabbing his hand tightly... " At least not tonight! Give me this night... Only me!" She pleas, pulling him towards the dining room where she prepared a romantic dinner since it's their third marriage anniversary. " Emma! Let go!" His eyes darken, voice icy. " Today is our marriage anniversary! So please - Don't go." She cries heartbreakingly, wishing for once her husband will listen to her begging. " EMMA!!!!" He yells at her, " Come to your sense! She is all alone. Her father just got drunk and throwing tantrum. Do you want me to enjoy some meat and wine with you when she is in trouble?" He grits his teeth, unable to hold his anger back. " I am here alone too. And you promised that today you will be with me only! Why are you -?" She can't finish her words as he cuts off her sentence. " Stop being so selfish! Emma. You are disappointing me. I have told you thousands times, I can give my life for her. She is my family. My best friend, my sister. No m
Her eyes open with the sound of door opening. She knows who is home. But this time, she just relaxs herself with no more movement. Unlike other days, she isn't going to rush to prepare breakfast. She doesn't want to bother with anyone's presents. So, instead of looking at her husband who opens the door of the closet and puts his suit inside, she closes her eyes and decides to sleep for a while. However, she can feel him climbing onto bed and lies next to her. Soon his hand reaches her waist, face burying her back with a deep sigh. But unlike other days, when she would melt and turn towards him, she remains silent, clenching her fist. She can't trust him. She doesn't want to be manipulated and gaslighted by his lies. Who knows what he is thinking. The truth she has, the faith she has in him is long gone. So it holds no value anymore. " I am sorry for the last night." He whispers trying to hug her. " I know what I have done is wrong. What I said is wrong. But I really don't m
" Cry if you want to. Do need to act like a strong woman!" Ash Downey, 28, her cousin looks at her and holds his handkerchief before her with his one hand while driving. He recently communicated with her because of their grandparents who are sick and currently hospitalized. Emma left her family the day her father moved his mistress in and moved in her childhood friend's house until she graduated from high school. After that, she never returned to the city where her father is currently residing in. She has cut their relationship off entirely and moved on with her life until two days ago, she got a call from Ash who introduced himself as her cousin. Although she thought he was joking since for long time she hasn't met any set of her grandparents. she thought she was rejected by everyone in her family. After all, her father was so proud of his cheating on her mother and causing her taking her own life. However , After talking to Ash, she has realized that Her maternal grandparents
The scent of disinfectant gives her headache since she was a kid. The hospital is never been a place to give her any sort of willingness to go. The afternoon falls when they arrive at the hospital. She doesn't know much about her grandparents. She hasn't met them for a long time. So she doubts that she will recognise any of them. However, the moment she gets closer to the impatient ward, few faces appear in her sight who are looking at her with anticipation. Two of them same as hers but she doesn't remember any of their faces, two couples in their mid fifties. She looks at Ash whose feature turns gloom but as soon as he notices her attention to him, the usual smile appears on his face, " They're our family!" " Brother Ash!" One of the girls runs towards him and hugs, " I missed you." Emma scans her. Although she has no common features with her, but she is beautiful. Her dyed blonde hair looks good on her. While she is observing the girl who looks same age hers, her
The loud sound of music and people's chit chat isn't her cup of tea. Because of this she always stays away from bars. But what gotten her today is something she can't even understand herself. She wants to call Vincent but somehow she can't do it. She has stopped missing him for good but she feels empty inside. When she was like a wandering soul, he sheltered her with hope and a dream of the future. But now she is turning into that wandering star who has no destination to reach. " Hey! Emma. Let me take a picture of you!" Darla grins, holding her phone. " I don't like -!" Before she could say, Ash pulls her closer, " Let's do it. It's been decades since I took a picture with my sister. Do you have any complaints?" He raises his brow with question. Emma shrugs and laughs little, " I don't remember but shall we?" Ash and Darla laugh. They can see that she is opening up. " Let's take you two first." Emma places the phone near her on the couch before sitting next to As
When she wakes up with a terrible headache, she finds herself in her room, in her bed, lying. With a soft gasp, she sits up, scanning around the room. " Why am I here?" She whispers to herself before looking at her hands and face. She isn't dreaming. Abruptly, she gets off the bed and walks out of the room with a frown on her face. However, she couldn't pass through the doorway when Vincent stands before her with a smile on his face. " Good Morning!" He kisses her lips and looks at her, " How was your sleep last night? Honey!" " Mind explaining why I am here?" She asks, voice Icy. Vincent frowns hearing her cold tone. But instead of responding, he holds her hand and kisses the back of her hand... " Shall we have breakfast?" Emma looks at her husband, and then her hand. She pulls it away from his grip and wipes the knuckles where he kissed. She knows what he is doing and what he is trying to do. " I didn't appreciate you bringing me home. Also I can understand tha