Chapter 78: Chapter 78

Wayne POV

"I don't want to continue this relationship anymore; I'm exhausted.  I feel tethered to the type of love you have for me," she said flatly, without looking at me. I snatched her by the shoulder and pulled her to me. I can't swallow what she says because I was still laughing with her yesterday, so I'm not sure where her words come from or where she gets them. I didn't shake or compel her to retract what she said, but I put my face into her neck and smelled her because I feared it would be the last time I could smell her.

"Isn't this perfume my present to you? I hugged her, but she just pushed me away from her and hammered a few nails into me because of the simple thing she did to me. I couldn't look at her because she wouldn't have hesitated to stand up for what she said. If she was kidding, she would have given back her words because my heart couldn't handle it any longer.

"Can you hear me?" Her voice was faint, but her every word was fierce. I'm curious about her explanation since I can't understand what she claimed about suddenly choking on my love for her if just yesterday we were OK. If I act like this, I don't look like a man. My existence revolved around her, and I don't know how to rotate my world without her presence.

"I can't hear you..." Even though we were just a few feet apart, I wasn't sure if she could hear what I was saying since my voice was so feeble. My throat is clogged with moss, preventing me from uttering what I want to say. My eyes aren't welling up, but I can feel the bitterness and gloom seeping into my heart as a result of what she's talking. We've been in the same relationship for a few years, so I'm not sure how we'll lose everything in a flash, but if I thought I was crushed earlier, I'd be much more refined to the next thing she told me.

"Hasn't Adonis told you yet?"

I looked up because of her question; she stared at me coldly, and her voice made me feel like I didn't know her. She used to be quiet and sweet to me. When she mentioned my cousin's name, which was the name I loathed, I got an idea. I'm anxious when I hear that name because I believe Adonis is my competitor, even if he isn't. He is my biggest insecurity when it comes to Wendy since, even though he is not Wendy's first, he is the first one she loved. Just like what I have seen in the movies; there is always conflict between the first and second loves. I just gazed at her, waiting for whatever she was going to say next, even though I didn't want to hear it.

"I don't  have any feelings left for you anymore, I just can't tell you because I feel sorry for you," her voice was full of bravery, and I envied her because she could tell me that without even stuttering,  if I were in her situation, I might not be able to speak a single word.

"Love frees," I said, nodding to signify that I understood what she was conveying. If that's what she wants, there's nothing I can do. What else can we do if she continues to stay with me because she feels sorry for me? I'll simply make her life much harder if I make her stay. It hurts much more to look into her sorrowful eyes while I'm with her. I'd rather see her smiling in the distance than have her stand next to me every night like a prisoner in a birdhouse.

Until the year passed and the next year, I never saw her again, and when I did see her again in the hospital, I thought I was simply impersonating her using someone, but as she opened the door of my cousin's room and met our eyes again, nothing has changed in how I feel about her. They didn't perish, but my love for her got deeper. Not in the least, but seeing her with my cousin reminded me that I still had nothing to compete against.

Luna simply sat there, staring at how I recalled the past. Even if I don't want to recall those, I don't want to forget every element of the past that was with her, since it's a treasure to me and is something I will keep with me for the rest of my life. I was sitting at my desk giving her the story, and I wasn't shocked when she burst into tears. Being emotional is a natural component of pregnancy. But it wouldn't have been possible for me to know Wendy's situation if it hadn't been for her.

I might not have tried again if she hadn't gone over and introduced herself as Adonis' girlfriend. Wendy kept it a secret from me for two years, and I finally found out, as well as her genuine reason why she couldn't stay with me. The first time I spoke with her in a long time, I discovered that she wanted me to meet other people and didn't want to burden me with her condition. That is where she makes a mistake. She had no idea that no matter how far she pushed me away, my love for her would stay sacred and complete. We wouldn't be in this predicament if she had just trusted me a little more.

I looked across to Luna, who was wiping away her tears. Then I made fun of her since the long paragraph of my narrative had come to an end.

"What do you want to ask me now?"