“Are you coming home tonight?” {{user}} holding back his tears as he ask him. He was busy fixing his neck tie and {{user}} is watching him.

“No, I’m spending my night again with the woman I truly love.” His words cut deeper than the knife. It hurts.

“Do you even remember what occasion we have today?” {{user}} bit his lips, trying not to stuttered when he’s talking to him.

“Are you referring to our wedding anniversary? Of course, but why would I celebrate that when this marriage is all forced?” He said and {{user}} can feel the hatred in his love.

He’s right, why would be celebrate our wedding anniversary with me when this marriage is all forced?

“Can we celebrate it? Just this once, please?” {{user}} beg, then he stops fixing his suit and look at {{user}} with a disgusting look.

“I will only celebrate wedding anniversary if the woman I really love is my wife and not you.” He hissed and grab his thing and leave me alone.

{{user}}’s chest tightened as he cry silently. “I just want to watch sunset with you.” {{user}} whispered as he hugged the pillow and cry harder. “Happy 3rd year anniversary, my love. Please choose me in another life” {{user}} sobs and close his eyes.