Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Jacob couldn't help but burst into laughter. It was true that he was now not as cold as he used to be. At least now he could smile without a care in the world. He had feelings like most people did.

"Honey, I meant what I said today. Don't worry, I'll make sure to take good care of you and father in the future. I know I owe you so much, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make it up to you." His replies had gotten longer over time.

Sara stared into oblivion with her phone in her hand. She couldn't think of a reply for quite some time.

Despite the fact that they got to where they were now, the past still came back to haunt them every now and then. Either way, they knew they were already past it, and they would proudly wear those scars as they went on with their lives. But Sara could feel him trying to heal the scar himself.

She felt it, and she could tell how he was struggling to heal. But she knew that he was genuinely trying. Those who hadn't tried their best didn't deserve to be forgiven.

Therefore, at that very moment, she knew for herself that he deserved to be given another shot. It didn't necessarily mean that as long as he worked hard, she would definitely forgive the person who had wronged her.

But one thing was clear to her: Jacob wasn't only working hard, but he was also constantly trying to fix that broken part of himself.

Jacob waited for a few minutes with his mobile phone in his hand, but there was no sign of reply from her. He thought that she had fallen asleep, so he checked his phone again and again, while cold sweat of anxiety started showing up in his forehead.

"Thank you," Sara replied in a text.

The ding of the phone shook him as he started to drown in his nervousness. Gradually, he felt a sense of relief as he wore a determined look on his face.

"No, I should thank you. I am so grateful that you gave me another shot to make it up to you. But, let's move on from now on, okay? I know time will heal all wounds."

"Okay," she replied again.

He was lost in thought as soon as he read the rather brief message she sent him. They couldn't see each other's expression on the screen, and they had no idea what each other was thinking about.

A reply that only said "Okay" could mean a lot of things. So he couldn't help but be uncertain of what she truly felt.

Meanwhile, Sara put down her phone and prepared to say good night to him. Today was a long day, indeed, but she felt that it was also a new, hopeful beginning.

'We can always start anew every day. I only realized it now, ' she thought.

wake you

too, before he turned off his phone's screen as he went down to

It was a pink room. The bed sheet,

stood up to scan

was quite clear that he was feeling a little off as soon as he realized the room's design. He walked over to a small table and he saw that there were a lot of

figurines. They looked strangely familiar to him.

the one and only time that they shopped together as husband and wife. He could still remember how she was obsessed with these clay figurines that she didn't seem to want to leave as she stood in front of them. The thought of him

since that day. He frowned as he realized that they had been

much happiness she was feeling back when she brought these clay figurines back home. He felt ashamed of how he was too detached back then.

at them, and moved on. 'Didn't I

was intentionally remembering it, but he

on to look at the two photos resting on the

still pretty young. Sara, on the other hand, wore an innocent smile of a little girl. They were happily hugging each other

missed her mother after she left, but he never once saw her express it in front of him. Maybe she decided that

a warm place for himself. And when he encountered difficulties in life,

placed the family photo back down

That eerie feeling came back to him, and he didn't ever remember

examination, he realized that it was

somehow feel his heart melting.

soft and comfortable, but thoughts kept running in his mind that he ended up getting rid of his drowsiness.

to worry her now that he could tell

him something big was going to happen soon. However, he just

a long series of tossing and turning around the bed. As expected, Sara woke him up the next morning, and he sat up in bed, looking at her with eyes still

apron, but her beauty stood

stretched out her hand and gently

moment he managed to fully open his eyes, he saw her in front of him in all her beauty. She was staring at him with his face still fighting

to wake up early?" she teased him with

to the bed. He was too strong that she couldn't break free from

her so tightly in his arms as he sat up