"5, I met you. Understood that I was born to marry you. You were silent, you were shy. But I managed to make you be my friend.

At age 13, I fell in love with you. I loved your cheeky smile.  I loved the way I am the only person you rely on.

At age 17, I became yours and promised myself to you. I pledged to wait for you no matter how long. You were sweet, caring, and treated me like I'm the only woman in your world.

At age 18, you left. Moving to another country to meet the future that you are born to. I waited but you hardly called.

At age 25, you came back for me, but you're not the man I knew.
From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. It was okay. Everything was great. I loved him as we played on the playgrounds, as we watched grow up- and he loved me. Suddenly, he left with his father to go to Italy leaving me behind for seven years, he came back but he wasn't the same.
From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. I was happy to be his. But he was no longer the man who I was betrothed to"

His betrothed

　　“Are you thinking about him again?”


　　“W-what do you mean?” I asked.


　　“I heard what Faye said earlier, okay? Before I came in. Do you still care about him?” Noah asked. I looked into his eyes, sadness is in them but there is the reassurance that he will respect whatever I will say. The traffic lights suddenly turned green. Keith gave me a small smile and started driving. After a while, he pulled over to a park.


　　“What do you want to talk about?” I asked him but I already know the answer to that question. I just don’t know how to face him about it.


　　“Do you still love your ex-husband, Jean?” Noah asked. I looked at him straight into the eyes, not knowing a single thing to say. Why am I hesitating? I have been getting confused for the past few weeks again and I don’t know why. Is it because I am stuck at home again? Was the distraction of overworking myself for the past two years did nothing?


Chapter 42