Hope POV
It pissed him off when I replied to him in an arrogant tone pasted with cheap words.
He stood there with an angry gaze towards me. It made me feel satisfied to made him feel sad.
I went into the room as I closed the door behind my back.
I changed my clothes as I wanted to relax, and opened my new phone tried to call Melon.
I tried several times, but her number was unreachable. The other number I remember was Ian's. Again the flood of pain came to my throat and eyes.
"I will not cry," I screamed.
I love you; Why did you leave me. Ian
I pulled my hairs to stop my tears, but at every moment, I felt his presence inside me.
The biggest question was, how am I going to survive this without him.
The man I hate called himself my husband.
The biggest enemy; took away the only man
