Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Sara moved out of her sitting position and lashed out at him. "What? Did I do something wrong to you?"

Jacob was quite determined to grab the pillow from her arms, but she quickly swept his hands away.

He was embarrassed with how that attempt ended up, and said, "Sara, I have something to tell you. But promise me you won't be angry. I need you to promise me that first."

She felt it was something serious upon hearing him beg like that. 'What did he mean by that, some kind of imparity clause? Now I have to be the one to promise something first?' she thought. Her expression changed into a strangely aggrieved demeanor.

"Whatever you say. I can't promise you anything if I don't know what you're going to say in the first place. You know what, I don't care. But, Jacob, what's the matter with you today? Tell me."

She clenched her fists, and some hints of anger crept up in her. But her curiosity overlapped above all the faculties of her human emotion. It could be observed clearly that even Jacob was afraid and unsure of what he was about to say.

However, he knew that it would take a very specific thing to make someone like Sara angry. Either way, she could not figure out what he was referring to. The uncertainty clouded all her suspicions and left her in the dark. She started to feel infuriated by that notion.

There was something out there that she should know about, but it was annoying for her to think that it was now completely out of her control. Jacob stared at her for a good while with his usual empty eyes. It almost looked as if he was lost in her eyes.

"Sara, something happened. It's about Alice," he finally uttered. He lost his confidence almost immediately after observing her take a rather tough stance. He was really different now—so different that his most beloved woman had become his weakness.

Back then, he could just simply ignore her feelings and do whatever he wanted to do. But he found himself head over heels with this woman that he'd be willing to protect her from anything that might hurt her.

Perhaps this was the difference between love and being an empty shell of a man. He didn't have time to heave a sigh, and he just wanted to settle this matter as soon as he could. But it seemed too difficult even for him.

something exploding in her mind all at once. The ringing of metaphorical tinnitus was still lingering in

ache in his heart as he saw the wary look on Sara's face. He hadn't seen such an expression from her for such a long time. At the same time, a hint of guilt rose into his heart. He was reluctant to tell her what exactly happened because he loved her too

He looked straight at her with a pair of determined eyes. He

word. 'How could I miss something big of a news like that?' she thought. If anything, she was angrier at herself. This meant that the photos that Alice had sent her before were true all along; which meant that Jacob not only cheated on her, but lied on her face

she thought out loud. She felt that her

At this point, if anyone would tell

her from behind. She lashed

didn't dare to

me, Sara. Don't act on impulse. I was afraid that you would get

he could manage to persuade her to calm down seemed to have

on me, now?! Jacob, you have to start learning how to take responsibility for your own actions! I don't care, and I don't have to care! Either way, we still haven't officiated our marriage yet,

tone of her voice. She felt disgusted by the news. Hell, she felt disgusted even picturing Alice in her head. To

that he remembered nothing about that night, it didn't mean that nothing actually happened, and that they could just forget about

in total mess. If she couldn't be with Jacob, then she'd be left with a meaningless life. 'Didn't God help people achieve happiness? How come I've only received pain and suffering?' Her thoughts wandered

in what approach he chose to tell her about it, she was nothing but an observer, and that meant she was more or less a powerless individual.

and this fact was more than enough to

changed Sara. Although her life seemed to be nothing of significant now, she must try all she could to make it count, at the

knew the peace she would have could not last long. The past would always find its way to resurface in the future, haunting her like

idea what happened that day, Sara,"

her face was now calm. "That's it. I have nothing to say to you. Do whatever you want. If you can't handle it well on your own,