Book 2

I looked at the side of my bed, caressing it while imagining some things that would make me feel happy.

But even my own imagination feels like betraying me, telling that this is my reality and there is nothing that I can do with that.

I even ask god, do I deserve to suffer for the second time around?

Or maybe I wasn't that deserving to be happy, because after all the sacrifices that I did, all of them are just a lesson and decision that I need to do.

I lay on the left side of my bed, hugging the polo shirt of my husband.

Leion will become my husband at that moment, not until I became so damn immature, running away and still acting like a kid.

My mind is clouded of what ifs, because if I really didn't run, Leion is still alive now.

"Aubrey, you gotta get up now. This is his last day—"

"Sorry, but I can't see him now. I have no courage to face him and his family." I said and close my eyes, feeling the pain on my abdomen, and I felt the fluid came out of my femininity.

I started to pan