"Violet, please trust me. There is nothing going on between me and Cassie. We were only classmates at the university. There is nothing more than that," he said. Greg became quiet after that as he did not know what more to say to her.
"Ho-ho," Violet cried helplessly. Her eyes were glazed. "Greg, when we got married, I did not doubt you a little bit, I only loved you unconditionally. I forgot my desire for a wedding ring, ceremony and even a wedding dress because I was happy that you were only mine. But, now I am not so sure whether my confidence on you was right."
"Violet Chu," shouted Greg. He let go of her hand, stood up, and shouted,"Don't you believe me? For me, she is only a friend. I have never ever loved her."
Although Greg was quite excited, Violet still didn't change her expression. It was as if she had known all the time that how Greg would react to it. She kept sitting there still.
Her coldness made Greg's heart sink. He shouted angrily,"Yes, she loves me. Five years ago, when I broke up with you, she used to take care of me. But I didn't accept her because I still loved you. Now I am married. Even now I won't accept her love."
Feeling disappointed, Greg left the bedroom in anger.
Then, Violet heard the sound of the door being slammed. Tears ran down her face. She knew that Greg had left the home.
It was cold. The room was dark. Violet was still lying in the bed, but her eyes were open. She didn't feel sleepy. She was all alone in the big bedroom. It was the first time that she was feeling scared and lonely.
Tears washed her pillow. While Violet held the quilt tightly, she wrapped herself with the quilt so that she may no longer feel afraid. There was nobody to take care of her. She was so scared now, but there was nobody to comfort her. Her body was shaking because of the fear. She was feeling dull and confused. But there was nobody to bail her out from this misery.
This reminded Violet of the dreadful night years ago. The very night, she had fallen down in the glass shards. The pain in her back had made her still. She could even feel the blood outblowing from her body. Lying in the bright and big restaurant, she remembered that nobody had come to help her no matter how hard she had screamed. And now she was feeling as helpless as that night.
"Ah," Violet finally shouted out. Then she cried sadly. What had she done that she should suffer so much? Why did fate always victimize her? Why did happiness leave her life no sooner than it had entered?
"Dad, Mom, Brother, Alice, I miss you all so much," Violet cried desperately.
Next morning, Violet woke up without having an idea about what time it was. After reaching the bathroom, she saw her gaunt face in the mirror. Then she washed her face and began the cleanup process.
The whole morning, Violet didn't eat anything. She only focused all her attention on cleaning the table, the windows, and the floor.
Violet wanted to keep herself busy. By doing that she could avoid thinking about Greg. Staying occupied reduced the pressure she was feeling.
Suddenly her mobile started ringing and she stopped to see who the caller was.
Violet took out her mobile phone and glanced at the screen. She quickly answered the phone,"Hello, Alice."
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