Studio

-Emma-

I love him. I can trade my life to be with him forever. But -

I can't find myself anywhere. As if I just lost the track of my life while chasing after that love that I gave to him.

Life has been a full of misfortune event for me. From a broken abusive family, I crawled myself to the world of unknown. With debts and empty stomach, I brought myself where I wanted to show my younger self who cried day after day. Each step of my life was walking on thousands of needles without making a single noise. And learned to live the way I love.

However, loving him has become a regret now. But do I actually regret? No... I don't think I loved him less. I loved him with full heart but it's his loss.

This time, I am not letting him satisfy with my reaction. He doesn't hold any value right now. I can't lose my sanity over the love that is always been an one-sided.

But I don't understand why he is so reluctant to get divorced. So far I know about him, he is honest with his feelings. Maybe that's what I always knew. He isn't hiding his favouritism for her. Won't it be more easy for him to concentrate on her if he divorces me?

Hah! Even thinking about it, my heart hurts. Loving him wasn't hard. But continuing to love him is the difficult task for me.

It's past 7 am. I should prepare breakfast before leaving for the company. Amidst everything, my job life is always a good thing that happened to me. I don't want to lose my job as well.

While heading to the kitchen, I decide to check my emails in my computer. It's been a while since I last entered my studio. Last three months I have been emotionally checked out of my hobbies and other activities. So I should just concentrate on myself right now.

As I open the door and enter, my eyes widen in shock and disbelief. Before my eyes, a different and new world unfolds. My heart drops when I have realized everything in my room is gone and it's been rearranged with closest and branded clothes and bags. I was just one night away and my everything is changed. That's so fast. I am impressed.

" What the hell is happening here!?" I mumble.

" Oh! You have returned. Didn't even take a single night to return home? Didn't your date like that grumpy face of yours?" She snorts entering the room as if it's her.

" How was your night with another man? Did he satisfy you properly?"

Is she being obnoxious or what? Well, what can I expect from someone like her?

" What are you doing in my studio?" I ask. I have zero interest in wasting my time on her.

" Your studio?" She scoffs as if I am joking. " Didn't Vincent tell you? He allowed me to use this room as mine from now on. If you aren't happy. I don't care." She shrugs, touching her bags like she is doing some ASMR.

" What nonsense? This is my work place." I shout. This is too much. How dare he try to replace everything like this.

" Lower your voice. If you have any complaints about it, go and talk to him!" She tsks and shuts the door on my face.

Vincent! I have underestimated your feelings for her. Fine. I will watch and see until you get tired of me. Replace everything you want to. I won't give a damn about it anymore.