The only option he had was to marry me.
On the night of our wedding, he got drunk and kept calling Trina's name.
In these three years, he only treated me as a responsibility.
But little did he know, I fell for him when I first saw him.
I always thought that as long as I was obedient enough, he'd love me even just for a little bit.
In these years, I had been cautious and solved everything by myself. I had never relied on him, nor dared to engage in so-called social activities for wives, afraid of causing trouble for him.
But the fact proved how wrong I was.
The fact that he felt at ease leaving me in the storm was proof enough that he was still a star out of my reach, the moon that would never shine on me.
I blocked Hugh's number and handled the discharge procedures myself.
At my urging, the hospital gave me the pool of blood and flesh that flowed out of my lower part.
He was wrapped in a small box, his heartbeat stopped forever.
I could no longer feel his warmth, nor could I whisper to him every night.
I looked at him for a long time and decided to bury him in my flower bed.
My favorite rose bushes were there. I always fantasized about him growing up and planting flowers with me.
But he'd never grow up.
Wiping away my tears, I was about to leave the hospital when I saw two familiar figures around the corner.
"Hugh, I'm scared..."
Trina sat in a wheelchair, reluctantly holding Hugh's hand.
Hugh smiled gently. When he was about to speak, he looked up and saw me.
He unconsciously frowned as if my showing up here was a great mistake.
Trina also saw me, and her face became somewhat distorted.
"Why are you here?"
He asked so naturally. Last night, when I had a stomachache and asked him to go to the hospital with me, he left me alone. Seemed he had forgotten all about it.
I didn't want to waste time with him, so I turned my gaze away and was about to leave, but Trina stopped me.
"Ava, you have hated me for so long, and now you finally get your wish."
Trina said that her condition was very bad, and she might die soon.
I didn't say anything, but Hugh became impatient.
"What are you doing here?"
He frowned and sized me up. Apart from my pale complexion, I seemed no different from usual times.
In the past, I was self-reliant. I was afraid of becoming a burden to him, so every time I got sick, I would never tell him, and I solved every problem on my own.