“Suffering?” Xavier chuckled painfully, “What do you know about suffering, Tiara?” He muttered under his breath as he fidgeted with the letter in his hand, “You returned to a place where you have experienced love while I am the one stuck at the same place that had witnessed me getting wounded, betrayed and broken.”
“You have the memories where you have been loved, the way you wanted and by the man you wanted while all I have is the portrait of you where your eyes were full of hatred and resentment for me.” Xavier muttered to himself, his tone conveyed his pain and grief as even rummaging through the memories of his entire life, he failed to find a single glimpse of the past where she had looked at him with little love in her eyes.
“We had been through so much together, even had babies to
