I left Harry alone. Seeing him, being near him made the wound in my heart throb more painfully. An unbearable pain.
I feel like I can't endure the next three months of waiting here. Staying among them, enduring every unpleasant treatment from Mother and seeing Harry with that woman would not only water the already wet wound but could also create new ones.
Jesus Christ!.
I wiped my face, just thinking about it already felt so painful. Let alone having to live through it. Even though I already have my own place to take shelter. Following my heart, I wanted to leave ever since he pronounced the talaq.
I continued my steps towards the room. There, Emil was engrossed with his construction toys, stacking them into shapes according to his imagination. The bed was in disarray, full of scattere
