We were in an event where everyone there was taking us as their role model for married couple. Out of the blue, you were asking for a divorce. With no certain reason. Nobody knows what’s going on. Though heartbroken, I answered your request: alright. If that makes you happy. B came up and notice my gloomy face, he asked if I’m fine. I just smiled. He was worried so much.
At night, still on the same day, I heard several men scream out loud: “SINNER!!!” I went outside to see what happened, and found out those guys were furious to see you busted with another lady in the middle of the night. They almost hit you to death with their bare hands, before I scream “STOP!!!” and shoo them away. I hug your dying body. Bleeding from head to toe.
Then I found out the reason why you asked for a divorce: her. I know you’ve been keeping in touch with her but I have no jealousy left since years ago because it only makes me sick and trust you less. So all these times I just see no evil, hear no evil. I set you free to keep in touch with anyone you want, as long as you’re still being responsible to your family. But I was wrong. Big time.
Our little daughter, to my surprise, understand the drama and top it. Seeing you dying in my lap and her sister crying, she ran to the bitch and slash her head to the ground with her sword. I was shocked. She stays calm & cool. She’s so sure it was the right thing to do.
What a nightmare to start Valentine’s day.