Becky's pov…“Screaming and shouting won't help you at this time, can you just give me just one chance to have a few minutes with you? I have a lot to say to you Becky but I won't mind if you spare me a few minutes. I understand that you're going through alot right now but I'm….” “Shut up! Stop talking trash!” I interrupted him. “Just leave and never come back, don't ever show up your irritating face in front of me. What else do you want from me? Breaking me the first and second time wasn't enough? Do you want to take my life? Fine, if you're asking for forgiveness, I've forgiven you already so please just move on and let's forget about each other's existence. Forget that we ever met! Forget that we dated and shared a lot of memories together! In Fact, just delete me from your head. I don't need anyone to console me or make me feel better, I'm going to be fine. And even if I need someone to comfort me, I have my dad and my one and only best friend. So just let me be please!” I screa

Author's pov…Ann got into her apartment after jerking back from her deep thoughts. She went in and was surprised that the house was empty. She thought Becky was back yet because she told her not to stay out late. “Becky!” Ann called out dropping her bag on the chair and checking for Becky in the other rooms.She then confirmed that she wasn't back yet.“This is past 9pm already, why doesn't she listen?” Ann muttered as she got her phone and began dialing Becky's number. It kept ringing but she didn't pick her call, Ann called her five times but it was still the same result.“Why is she not picking up? Must she get me worried all the time? I don't want to even start imagining wild thoughts about the reason why she isn't back home yet.” Ann muttered as she threw her phone on the sofa after dropping a text for Becky.She went into the room and decided to change into a baggy top and shorts.“I'm so tired right now and the funny part is that I can't drive to her company. I hope she isn

Becky's pov…Days passed and I still wasn't getting better or healing from the emotional trauma Tyler has put me in. I still think about him every single day and I miss him so badly. There's no night that passes without me wetting my pillow with tears. I just wish things could return back to the way it was. It's been close to two months since this whole problem happened and I haven't set my eyes on Tyler since after we divorced. It's so hard for me to move on, he pops up in my head all the time and one thing or the other reminds me of all the memories we had together.I'm sure he is doing fine without me as he hasn't shown up since he signed the divorce papers.He hasn't even tried to reach out to me through another way since I had blocked him from all platforms. It's obvious he wasn't making any moves to vindicate and justify himself against Lizzy's lies and accusations.Had it been he kept on begging consistently, I would have tried putting heads with him to unravel the truth.

Becky's pov…“You've been begging me to give you a chance to talk to me, what do you have to say? I've told you that I've forgiven you already so just leave me alone, I don't want to ever see you around me. Whether you're a changed person or not, it shouldn't be my business!” I snapped at Ephraim.“Can you just spare me a few minutes please?” He asked softly and I rolled my eyes at him.I wasn't even in the mood to speak with anyone, I just wanted to keep feeding my eyes by watching the young kids have fun. Why does Ephraim just have to show up? “What do you have to say?” He sat beside me and I sent him a deadly glare that made him shift a little bit away from me.“Becky, I don't think I've ever apologized to you sincerely.”“I've told you already that I don't need your apology and I've forgiven you! Apologizing again won't change anything,” I said with my eyes focused on the kids, I didn't even spare him a glance. “I know but I just feel like there's a need for me to apologize p

** A week after **Becky's pov…“Calm down Ann, I understand your point and I know you deserve to be mad but he is now a changed person. I…” Ann suddenly interrupts me, “Changed what? I can't believe this is coming from you, are you okay at all? So you have been seeing and communicating with Ephraim? Nah! I can't believe this!” Ann yelled out and I sighed frustratedly. It's been a week since I and Ephraim met at a children's recreation center and since then, I don't even know how it happened, we began talking. He got my contact back and we continued from there. There's no day that passes that he won't beg and ask for a chance to prove that he is now a changed man. Gradually, I began softening towards him as I was beginning to see his sincerity and the changes he has been talking about.I don't even know what I was thinking, maybe because I was feeling lonely and I needed someone to talk to so I won't die of depression and loneliness. Truly, I found out that Ephraim was now a chan