I clenched my chest. "And another thing is, Clea doesn't want you. I love so damn much that it's so painful that after our marriage, you started treating me like a trash."
I stood up. "Why? Why can't you love me back? Why are you making me feel so worthless? When will it ever be me, Quel? When will you allow me to measure your love?"
"How can I love the woman who ruined my plan in the future?" He sarcastically smiled. "You're not worthy of love, Athijha. Just go and die. Maybe you'll find the love you've been waiting for."
"What are you saying?"
"You love me, right? Then die for me, Death." Tear ran faster like they're competing in a marathon.
I closed my eyes
