ManyWriters

On the day of our wedding anniversary, I stumbled upon an unusual display of azure-colored pyrotechnics on Abigail's secondary Instagram profile.
The accompanying text stated: [Fireworks may be temporary, but our bond is everlasting.]
Through a live broadcast, I caught snippets of their dialogue.
"Who do you prefer, me or your spouse?"
"You, without a doubt," Simon, my husband, promptly replied.
Shortly after, the post vanished, and Simon initiated a video call to showcase the fireworks in real-time.
"Happy anniversary! I arranged this surprise just for you!"
His words left me feeling hollow inside.
After concluding the call, I calmly dialed another number. "Brian, I've decided. I'm going to take that overseas job offer."

Love's Ash

I couldn't bear to listen to Simon's apologies any longer.


"Simon, there's no point in dwelling on 'what could have been'."


If remorse could make up for wrongdoings, then why did I have to endure so much suffering because of him?


Simon remained quiet for a while, his eyes growing more somber and intense.


I was about to depart when Brian appeared, approaching us.


"Valerie, Glenda's searching for you. Who are you chatting with?"


Simon's face immediately darkened, his icy gaze fixed on Brian.


"Why are you here?" He glanced between us, suddenly understanding.


"You were aware Valerie was going to leave, weren't you?"


"Brian, I considered you a brother!" Simon bellowed. His hands balled into fists, seeming ready to strike Brian at any moment.


Brian started to reply, but I grasped his arm to stop him.


This small action further upset Simon. A glimpse of anguish and hurt crossed his face.


Chapter 9