Every day, I waited for them to open the door for me, but they never did.
I fell down on my knees and asked forgiveness for as long as it took, yet it was still insufficient.
There was nowhere I could go. My father wanted to disown me because of what I done.
I tarnished his name, and he only cared about it, so it was no surprise when he detested me to the point of disowning me as his son.
There was conjecture two months after our wedding that Loisa was no longer in the country and had gone overseas.
Her family had not verified it yet, but a few months later, a photo of Loisa in an unusual location was circulated, which validated the rumors.
She was no longer in my arms and never would be.
My life was ruined, and I felt defeated. I would drink myself to death till I f
