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Even now Xavier's word was still printed clear on my head as if it was spilled a mere seconds ago when in reality it's been hours.

Xavier always put it as if I was the wrong one and I was also convinced I was the problem or else why would our relationship not work. He always did what he wanted with me, with no tiny regard for the sentimental value of my emotions or what I wanted. I tolerated everything, thinking it's a leap of faith but not anymore.

Unbeknownst to me, I was trapped in the depth of lies, and deception. I fail to understand his reality. But what could I have done? How do I assess the extent of infidelity actually committed by a man I trusted as a husband?

But now that the facade he has a layer to conceal his reality is finally peeled. I can clearly see what he is. The more I think about it, the more it makes sense.

The depth of Xavier's betrayal made me wish he could kill me again a thousand times over! I don't care what reasoning there is, it is absolutely despicable.