[IVAN]
Ana storms into the washroom and I’m left to glare at the door.
I can’t believe it. Even after what happened just now, she refused to forgive me.
Frustrated, I run a hand through my hair.
I can’t. I can’t believe she denied me once again. She denied me even after I emptied my heart for her. I thought she understood, but apparently, I was wrong.
Forgiveness is not supposed to be easy. I know that. If it was, everyone would be doing it, and it would lose its meaning. But haven’t I suffered enough?
Five long years. That’s how much time I have spent without my family. Without Ana and my kids. Their absence in my life was like a hole in my heart. Always there. Always gaping and wondering what it would be like to be complete again.
I lost sleep. I lost my sanity. I lost everything
