His Substitute Woman

Episode 2 -Tear’s Trip

Ethan POV’s

It's not right, I never did that. While talking on the phone, I tried to convince Emma. Sitting on the office chair, I was rotating the globe with one hand. The only thing going on in my mind was that Emma herself decided to go on a trip with me and now she is not going with me but going with her friends. How can she do that? I was feeling so bad.

Emma told me that she would not get to leave the office and later she planned to go with her friends. There were some boys in it and some of us knew both. My heart was breaking about this matter. Eventually, I thought that I would not cancel my plan. I will go without her with my friends.

After a few hours of thinking like this, again I started to remember her. Time and again, such thoughts were coming into my mind, "said she should not go into a relationship with someone else or she should not be in someone's arms. I was calling her again and again but her only answer would be that" you can't keep me tied up. Due to this overthinking of mine, tears were coming into my eyes, and this was not the first time that I had cried for her. She used to show me her importance from time to time and I would get drawn towards her more than before. I had only two days left to go on the trip, and I was begging badly in front of her that she should go with me. But Emma did not listen to this and rather she did not ask me to come with her even once.

It was as if she had vowed to make me cry or she was taking revenge for some sin from me. Sometimes I think that I do not know when I will get rid of this pain. Due to her antics, I was getting torn inside. The life which I made with so much hard work and reached this point, today the same life has become like hell. I left the office with moist eyes. Seeing my sad face, the driver was asking again and again that "Sir, what is the problem with you?" but I did not tell him anything.

We had to gather at a friend's flat at night before going for the morning trip. I entered the lift carrying a bag of clothes on my shoulder. My mind was very bad, but I thought that I must go. Do not know? I can forget her and maybe something good will happen in life. As soon as I went inside the flat, my breathing became faster, and my heartbeat increased. My eyes fell on the sandals lying there. They belonged to Emma. My hands were shaking, and I found Emma standing with a friend of hers in the kitchen.

Incidentally, they too had to gather at the same flat before leaving because my friend's flatmate was also a friend of Emma’s. There were two rooms in one, Emma and her female friend and a boy who was sitting inside the same room, and in the other I and my friend. Seeing Emma, ​​I was in the same condition again and strange thoughts started coming to my mind about what they must be doing inside.

The night was getting darker, and I was standing on the balcony looking at the moon. When I met Emma, ​​I was not at this stage. She always wanted to marry a good, successful boy who could fulfill her every sorrow. Seeing this demand of her, I used to have a passion to work hard and today she is hurting me. I couldn't stop myself and "can you come to the balcony" my trembling fingers texted her. Emma replied, "Why did I go to the balcony?" Seeing this message of hers, my heart went to burst. She is in the room with some unknown boy, and she is not feeling safe to come near me on the balcony. Now, this trip has become a Tear’s Trip for me, But I was determined that now I would never try to contact Emma, even after forgetting it and I deleted her number with a heart.

I did not call her or text her even after coming from the trip. I could hardly control myself. Sometimes I would check her profile, sometimes I would check her posts. I used to get very upset when I saw pictures of her smiling. Sometimes I would call her office's landline phone to hear her voice and cut it off after hearing the voice.

I did not seem to be a man at all. In my work, rather, I had spoiled many deals, due to which I was losing a lot in business. As if my secretary knew everything without informing. She tries to keep me busy. Many times she would make herself touch me so that my attention could be drawn towards her, but Emma was not coming out of my mind. I did not understand that I was getting caught in this or trying to get out, but I understood that I had been trapped in one-sided love in a bad way.