Minutes passed, yet he still hadn't returned.
He must have gotten caught up with Elena again.
As my strength returned, I stood up to go to the living room for some water.
Willy and Elena were sitting on the sofa, practically glued together, whispering and laughing. As I walked past them, they quieted down, pretending to be innocent.
"Honey, I'm sorry, I just took a call and forgot to get you some water."
"It's fine, I can manage."
Maybe worried that I was upset with him, he gently pushed Elena aside and walked over, taking my hand.
"I've been so busy lately, neglecting you. You're not upset, are you?"
Before I could respond, a sharp sound echoed.
Willy was too close to me and Elena, jealous, immediately smashed the ceramic doll my grandmother had made by hand.
I was so angry that my eyes turned red and my voice trembled slightly. "What was that noise?"
Willy thought I was frightened and quickly explained, "The window wasn't closed and a gust of wind blew in. The cup wasn't placed properly and fell on the floor."
His face turned pale and he shot an angry glance at Elena.
Elena smiled charmingly and casually blew him a kiss.
Just thinking about how, over the past year, they had been flirting right under my nose like this made me feel like I was being thrown into a fire, the pain so intense that I could hardly breathe.
Endless rage consumed my rationality and I was on the verge of breaking down.
Willy spoke gently, "I'll clean up here. You go to bed first."
I stared at the broken pieces on the floor, swallowing the tears that were about to spill from my eyes.
A deep bitterness ran down my throat, filling my entire being.
When Willy and I first got together, he had confessed about Elena's existence.
He even said that first love was something to be cherished, but he would never rekindle it with Elena, or else he'd be struck by thunder and die a miserable death.
His vows were so heavy and I was deeply moved by his unwavering determination.
Now, looking back, our five-year relationship was nothing but a joke, an absurd farce.
"The condom is used up, go buy some!" Elena's soft voice came through the door.
She did it on purpose.
Perhaps tired of being bothered by Elena, or thinking I was deeply asleep, Willy didn't remind her to lower her voice anymore.
"You really are a little tormenting devil, still so energetic even while pregnant. Wait for me, I'll be right back!"