-Emma-
I thought I was building a beautiful palace with love and trust. But time proved that it's full of lies and fakeness. I thought like fairytale, there is a happy ending in my life. But I forgot that fairytales aren't real. I was stupid to believe that he would understand me. And forgot that I was never been in the position to be understood by him. There is no warmth in the house. There is nothing I can claim as mine. Wherever I look, I realize that how short and temporary the good feelings are. Right now, even those sweetest memories I spent in this house sounds like jokes. All the walls seem like coming to me, to suffocate me. The bracelet he gave me yesterday at the morning is a tracking device. He thought if it's wrapped with a gold and curve with diamonds, I won't know about it. But I am not stupid. The company name on its surface sold its information. Now all I feel like laughing crazily. Never in my life, I thought I would end up in this position. I am always been someone's second option. The dazzling sunshine dims with the evening falling on the earth. The orange hue looks like a kiss on the sky. Somehow this time makes me feel worst. Someone attachment works for the world. So lonely and so painful. I wish time ran faster. Standing on the rooftop, I find myself a small being in this vast world but the pain within me is more painful and terrifying than anything in the world. " I'm fine. It's okay. Don't have to worry about me. I am sorry for crossing my limits as well!" Hearing Sia's words, I look downstairs in the garden. Vincent took her to hospital after I pushed her. He is so caring. When I look at them, I feel like I am living the life of side characters. But hurts me most. Vincent told me he loves me thousands times but he never talked to me that sweet tone. I thought he might be goofy, taciturn and Silent person. But he changes once he is with her. " It's fine. Just be careful. I will bring the medicine from the car!" Vincent leaves her alone and heads towards his car. As he leaves, Sia stretches her arm like nothing happened. So, she is lying about her hand. Well, what I could expect from someone like her. She is always been a manipulative person. " Oh! Hi. Emma!" Sia suddenly waves her hand towards me. Really? " Doctor said I am fine. Just a little bit of fracture. Don't worry. I won't file lawsuits against you. It would be ashamed for Vincent! I can't do it right?" She grins playfully like she is the most innocent and kind person. Should I be guilty for hurting such a pure soul? I can't help but scoff. Really? Did she think I will buy her innocent behavior? " I hoped you would do it." I scoffed " What?" she tilts her head. " The lawsuits. I would like to go to the prison that staying under the same roof and breathing in same air!" I retorted. " Okay! I am sorry for saying you those words, Emma. But truly. There is nothing wrong with us. You are just being dramatic and insecure. I am trying to apologize for everything. But why are you being so bitter about it? I am sorry. I am truly sorry." She constantly says sorry , looking at me with glossy eyes. Why can't I feel any good vibe with her sweet tone.? " Stop accusing us as cheaters, Emma. STOP calling me a homewrecker! We are friends. A good friend. So, stop hating me. I am trying to apologize and why are you saying such an awful thing?" " Wait! What are you -!?" " STOP CALLING ME A HOMEWRECKER. I'M NOT!" Sia starts screaming hysterically and gets on her knees as if I just bullied her. What is she doing? What the hell is --??? " Do you have to do it right now? Emma!" My eyes widen when Vincent walks towards her and hugs her like she is having some sort of anxiety attack. I am speechless. Did she really try to make me the villain here? " I am sorry. Vincent! I think it's time for me to leave. I can be anything but a homewrecker. My mother said that she was suffering for years. Because of this. I don't want to be any cause of her pain." She cries in his arms. Look at their closeness. Yet, they think I am being delusional. But she is a perfect actress. I can't deny. " As I said, this is your house too. So stop crying. And Emma. We need to talk. A serious talk!" " I don't care. And I don't have anything to talk with a cheater and a homewrecker!" She thought I wouldn't be able to say something like this in front of him. Idiot. I don't care what happened. I want him to divorce me. By any cost. " You are seriously disappointing me. You are doing it for divorce, aren't you?" He grits his teeth before looking at me with those daggers in his eyes. " I will never divorce you. Until the death can make us apart!"At night, Emma grabs her pillow and a blanket. She doesn't want to share a bed with him right now. Vincent is in his study and having a meeting with his clients. Because of Sia, he didn't go to the company. He has been giving all the signs of his priorities. Sia before his work, Sia before his wife and Sia before himself. There is an obsession that works deeply within him. If she is honest with her feelings, she is in pain, writhing in agony. She has to watch and witness her husband's priority who is Sia. Above everything - He must check on Sia. She doesn't believe Sia's all words. That he replaced Sia with her. Because it was a long process before they actually gave in this relationship. The Day Sia met her for the first time, she rejected him immediately. Saying, she wouldn't marry someone who sent someone else to approve. Although the relationship wasn't friendly enough for each other to care about, Vincent who didn't see her in real life, just decided to give up. Afte
" I am moving out! You will be fine from now on!" Sia, kinda sounds pissed, looks at Emma who is standing in front of the refrigerator, trying to drink some water. Since she has been unable to drink or eat anything, she is having a hard time physically. Hearing Sia, in this early morning, she wants to scoff. Sia lies a lot and it's another lie. However, when she hears the sound of suitcases being taken out by a middle aged woman, she turns towards Sia. " It's true." Sia shrugs her shoulders, noticing the confusion on her face. " Your parents' divorce is done?" Emma finally asked. As she didn't expect that. " No. But I am moving in with my mother. Yeah. You have successfully made me get out of this house. That's so pathetic!" She rolls her eyes and walks towards her mother. Emma looks at Sia's mother. She looks young but exhausted. But when her eyes meet the woman's eyes, she flinches. Sia's mother gives her a nasty glare before walking out of the house. She doesn't know why
" 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