Chapter 2
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DARCY
“Baby, is this a joke? You are kidding right?” I grabbed his hand. The tears I forced back, dripped down my face and I couldn't control it.
“Baby please tell me this isn't true.”
He roughly snagged his hand out of my grip. Leaving me bewildered. He turned to me.
“You are one hell of a pretender aren't you. If someone walked right in here they would actually think you are innocent.”
“David-”
“No, I see it now. All that praise you were giving me about the cruise. You were trying to deceive me into thinking I came to the room that night.” His anger twisted into sheer disgust. He traced me from head to toe.
“Is this your plan, to get pregnant and pin it on me? I bet that's why you asked for that cruise. You choose to roleplay. I see, so that's why you wanted me to drink, so I will be too wasted think. You and your lover must have planned it carefully, didn't you?”
“David!” I yelled, gripping my chest. “Please don't say this. You know I could….” The sobs broke my voice.
I struggled to speak again. Tears stung my eyes. “I could never do that. This is our baby. If not, then I was r***d. I didn't plan anything with anyone. I love you, I couldn't dare.”
I kept my gaze on him. For a second, I think I saw a hint of remorse in eyes but the grim look he wore, overcasted it immediately.
“I thought so too but look what we have here.”
He turned his back and walked away. I called out to him, crumbling to the floor. My tears burned my eyes and my chest tightened so much I couldn't sob. I gasped instead. The room was suddenly getting darker, the pain in my heart hurt so much.
‘Oh God, this can't be happening to me. Please make it go away, please.’
The night passed in total silence. David slept in the bedroom and I hid myself in the guest room. I didn't want him to see me crying. I didn't do anything wrong, I had to put myself together and prove it to him but the pain in my chest felt like stab wounds that couldn't stop bleeding.
I spent the whole night crying. When I woke up, my head was banging like rock-'n'-roll drums, my eyes were swollen and my face was pale.
I hobbled into the sitting room like a ghost. David was sitting at my spot, looking my way. My heart skipped a beat immediately, our eyes crossed. I stood frozen by the door, the tremors coming back again.
“Sit.” He commanded.
I gulped. Suddenly I weighed a thousand pounds and I could barely move. It took me a moment to obey.
His lips parted and my breath seized.
“I called your parents because I want a divorce.”
My jaw dropped. Tears welled up in my eyes and trickled as I stared at him. I tried to speak but I gasped instead. The pain wrenched my heart so much that I lost my voice.
“I can't keep pretending. I need a woman who is faithful. Who doesn't plot schemes behind my back.”
He rose from his chair, I grabbed his hand immediately. It was a pitiful and desperate move, I know but right now I would do anything to keep my David.
“David, please don't talk like this. Whatever this is, we will work it out. We promised each other that.”
I shoved my hand off, massaging his temples in frustration.
“You know what really pisses me off. That you think I am stupid enough to fall for this pretense of yours.”
“David -”
“I'm not stupid Darcy!”
I flinched, covering my ears. His screams were like switchblades stabbing my heart.
“If you really want to fix this mess you made-” he said, his tone seemed to soften a little, I think.
“Then you can start by owning up to your sins and paying for it.”
“I didn't…”
Our eyes crossed again and my words stuck in my throat. The hateful way he stared back at me. It was obvious I couldn't win. Trying to prove a point wasn't going to fix my marriage.
I shut my eyes, tears wet my dress. My body trembled and my head banged. Unconsciously, I found myself recollecting what happened that night. I felt something was wrong but I didn't do anything.
David told me not to get too drunk but I didn't listen. This is my fault. In a way, he was right. If I want to fix this I need to own up to what I did .
I looked up at him with my swollen eyes and shaky breath.
“I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make such a mistake. Please forgive me. I promise I will make it better. I love you. I will do anything to make this marriage work.”
“Then let's get divorced.”
“No, please. Anything but that.”
“I don't want to keep showcasing you to the public as my wife. I don't need a situation where I have to pretend the child is mine.”
I cupped my mouth and forced back a wail. “I understand.” I said, feeling my own words wrench my heart with pain.
“Stop it. Stop doing that. Stop trying to Blackmail me with those tears.” He sneered. I heard that hint of remorse again but it was gone before I could grasp why.
Slowly, I wiped my tears with the ends of my sleeves. But they still tricked.
He gave me a long stare and then looked away.
“To be honest. If you really want to stay with me then it won't be as my wife. Perhaps as a mistress maybe because I am going to marry again.”
Shockwaves hit my heart. I stopped breathing. The world went dark before my eyes and the last thing I felt was my body lying on the cold floor. My consciousness slipping away until I blackout.
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