Perfect couple

That day I didn't see if he had married or not. It didn't matter. Even if my heart was about to shatter and the man I had loved for so many years belonged to another, I had to let it pass, for his sake and for my daughter's sake. At least for now.

"Miss Lark, are you hungry?"

"No," I was inside that white room again. He had left me there after kissing me and letting me without air. However, his touches were cold and indifferent. The intention was clearly shown in his mouth. He wanted to let me know that I was not worth more than that, and I was to break any hope. Was that a farewell kiss?

That day, I wanted to return to the window and see him marrying whoever woman it was. Maybe the beautiful Rose, maybe that Dalia villain, or maybe some other, but I didn't move from the bed. I closed the window, the curtains, and my heart.