Please Comeback

Aron POV

"Mr. Finge, please fuck me hard." Rosy grabbed my shoulder, her moaning echoing through my room. With my eyes closed, I pushed myself deep within her, trying desperately to banish thoughts of Sara.

I called Rosy to my room to distract myself from Sara, but as soon as I closed my eyes, Sara was all I could think about, instead of Rosy. I initially wanted Jerry to be the one I had sex with, believing it would help me move on from Sara more quickly, but she refused, saying she couldn't deceive Sara any longer.

I never expected Sara to accept the divorce so easily. I feared she would confront me with questions, but she signed the papers without hesitation. The ease with which she left me devastated me, revealing that she had never loved me. She happily walked out of my room with the red file, saying she would soon sign the divorce papers.

I had sex with Rosy the entire night, trying to release my frustration, rage, and pain, but it did little to ease the turmoil inside me.The following morning, I took an early shower and headed to the dining room, hoping to find Sara there. To my surprise, I found Jerry in the kitchen instead.

"Aron, good morning. How are you feeling?" Jerry smiled as she saw me.

"Where is Sara?" I demanded, anger surging through me when I couldn't find her.

Maybe she is still sleeping in her room. I guessed. My anger was fueled by my last night's actions. I had been with Rosy, yet my mind was consumed with thoughts of Sara. I regret using Rosy as a means to vent my anger.

"Last night, she left this house," Jerry informed me in a sorrowful tone.

"What?" I felt the ground shift beneath me.

"Sara left the house at such an odd hour? Why didn't you ask her to stay until morning?" I couldn't believe she had left without even trying to meet me. My heart shattered into a million pieces.

"I tried to stop her, but she wouldn't listen and left in the heavy rain."

"What? Was she so eager to meet her boyfriend that she ignored the storm? What happened to her fear of the rain last night?" My mind swirled with confusion and despair. Why did she abandon me? How could she get a divorce from me so easily? Did she never have feelings for me? The realization of how deeply her departure had hurt me weighed heavily on my soul. I found it difficult to remain standing.

"Aron, please control your emotions. I warned you not to let her go; you won't survive without her." Jerry placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

"How could she leave me so easily, Jerry?" I buried my face in her shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably. "Why didn't you tell me when she was leaving?" I choked out between sobs.

"Aron, you were busy with Rosy; I didn't think it was appropriate to disturb you." Jerry patted my shoulder, trying to comfort me.

"What happened to you, Mr. Finge?" Rosy entered the kitchen, her eyes widening as she saw me crying.

"Get out of my house and never show your face again!" I yelled at her, anger boiling over.

Oh God, what have I done? If I hadn't called Rosy to my room, I could have stopped Sara. The weight of my actions crushed me as I made my way back to my room. My eyes caught sight of the red file resting on the side table outside my room. She had come to let me know she was leaving, but I was too preoccupied with Rosy to open my door.

The realization of my mistake hit me hard. I opened the file, hoping she hadn't signed the divorce papers, but when I saw her signature, my heart broke all over again. Why did she do this? How could she so easily divorce me? The file felt heavy in my hand as I sat on the floor, the papers scattering around me. Among them, I found a letter and the blank check I had signed. I quickly unfolded the letter and began to read:

"Dear Aron,

By the time you read this letter, I will no longer be a part of your life. I'm going far away from your happiness. You've always wondered about my feelings for you, but I've never been able to tell you, fearing you might abandon me when you grew bored with me. Now that you've shown me your true self, I'm ready to open up about my feelings before leaving.

Aron Finge, I've never loved anyone as deeply as I love you. Despite all your flaws, I've always forgiven you, even without you asking. It feels as if I've known you my whole life. You were the last person I ever fell in love with, and now I know I will never love anyone else. I'm grateful for the beautiful memories you've given me. I've always dreamed of building a wonderful family with you, but for your happiness, I'm signing these divorce papers today.

I wish you a happy and fulfilling life.

Naughty Authoress."

As I finished reading, it felt like someone had pushed me off a cliff. How could I have been so blind to her love? Why didn't I question her about Neil before? Why didn't I know the full truth before deciding to divorce her? I thought she loved Neil, but it was me she loved all along. How could I have been so stupid? I scrambled for answers, dialing my detective's number. I'll do whatever it takes to get her back in my life.

"Jerry, Sara loves me," I said, waving the letter in Jerry's direction as I wiped away my tears. She took the letter from my hand and read it, her face filled with regret.

"Oh God, what did we do to her?" Jerry looked at me sorrowfully. "Find her, Aron. We must find Sara as soon as possible."

I began searching for Sara, but she was nowhere to be found in the city. When I called Neil to ask about her, he said he had no information. I called her number repeatedly, praying she would answer, but she never did.

"Where are you, Sara?" The more I reflected on my hasty decision, the more guilt consumed me.

"Sara, please come back. I need you in my life." I silently pleaded for a miracle, wishing for her return.