CHAPTER 5

I was staring at staring at the ceiling, even if I couldn't see anything in the darkness. Aiden was snoring beside him. It was louder than usual, probably because he was too drunk.

I knew I should get up and leave his bed because he might not like it if he saw me beside him. However, a part of me wanted to stay.

He couldn't remember me, but his body surely knew how to move against mine.

Aiden would always start slowly and carefully in our lovemaking. Then, he would amp up his pace and take me widely. He knew all the right places to touch me, and he knew all the right words to ssy to make me whimper in ecstasy. And he did all of that tonight.

I finally decided to stay and sleep beside him.

I couldn't wipe the smile off my face even after I closed my eyes and hugged me tightly. He purred softly before he turned to his side, facing me and wrapping his arms around me, tucking my head under his chin as he will always do.

It had been so long he had hugged me, and I know I would definitely have a good sleep tonight. So I let his warmth envelope me, cocooning me to sleep.

“ Aaahh…” Aiden's grunts woke me up.

My eyes snapped open, and my body immediately jolted. I sat up to look at him. Feat coursed through me because I remembered he was in coma, and I thought he was having a seizure until everything that happened in the last 24h hours sank in . My eyes darted to the clock on one of the shelves, and I saw it was already three in the morning.

His eyes were closed. It looked like he was dreaming.

“Aaahh…” He continued moaning, and sweat was forming on his forehead. His groans sound so sexual, like the one he would let out when we were having sex.

Is he having wet dream?

I raised the blanket and peered inside, letting the light of the moon cascading from the window light up the area I wanted to see. I was right he was sporting a hard erection.

A smile curled on my lips before my eyes widen because, suddenly, his fingers wrapped around his manhood. He kept groaning as he began moving his hand up and down.

The sight and sound coming from him caused tingles to spread through out my thighs. It excited me, but before I could decide what to do next, he mumbled something.

A name.

And it wasn't mine.

“ Emmaline….” It was so low, but enough for me to hear and enough for me to freeze.

My mouth hunged as I dropped the blanket I was holding, and I inched backward on my butt, away from his side. My lips quivered as I stared at me .

“ Emmaline….” He repeated.

I didn't hear him wrong. He was moaning her name.

My heart shattered as my eyes watered. I carefully got out of the bed and picked up my clothes, which Aiden tossed everywhere around the room before slipping them on. I didn't even givile him a second look as I walked out of the room and headed for mine.

So many thoughts were running through my head while my body moved on its own, grabbing every private belonging that I planned to take with me and stuffing it inside my small luggage.

I made a fool of myself again.

Why did I ever think he enjoyed having sex with me last night? I was so lost in my own ecstasy that I didn't notice he didn't even once utter my name while we were in the act. All along that he was touching and fucking me, he thought it was Emmaline under him and not me . My tears had stopped falling as the pain in my chest was replaced by anger.

I had no one to blame but me. I kept living in my own fantasy that one day, Aiden would fall in love with me. He didn't when he knew everything about me, so why did I think he would when he couldn't remember me?

I didn't know what to think anymore. All I knew was i was a victim of a cruel game or circumstances.

I looked around the room, making sure it was as tidy as when I came in before I walked out of the door and through the corridor.

I trod down the stairs and along the hallway of the house, where I witnessed the smiles and laughter that I shared with him. Even our random fights were a memory to behold.

The one year wasn't bad. It wasn't just meant to last forever.

My heart was heavy, but I knew I didn't want to stay here anymore.

Before Aiden, I was on my own, and I managed to survive. I could do it again. I learnt a lot during my stay, and I was grateful for that. I learned to be confident in my skin and not let anyone take advantage of me . I'll make sure to put it to good use.

It was the small reason I needed to leave. I would not let him and Emmaline or even Ivy, make fun of me.

I tilted my head up and refused to shed more tears, nor did I give in to looking around. I didn't want more memories clouding my head. I should focus on making new memories.

I didn't bother to call a cab, as I knew there were many passing by even at this hour, as Aiden made sure transportation was accessible 24/7 for those who didn't have cars or the capacity to drive.

I would have walked around 200 metres to get to the next taxi stop, but I didn't mind. I needed air. I needed to breathe.

I had no idea where I would go from here. The apartment owner I spoke to this morning could give me the key to his vacant room in three days as he was out on vacation. So, in the meantime, I needed to find a hostel where I could stay.

I didn't have much money with me. I only had cash because I didn't take cards. I left them all in Aiden's office before I went to bed. I also left the wedding ring that he gave me in his table, it was his family's heirloom. It was his mother's before he gave it to me on our wedding day.

I was still halfway from the taxi stop when the sound of screeching tires reached my ears.

I immediately jumped out of the way and into the bushes because it felt like it was heading my way. I hissed loudly as I landed on my butt, and t the same time, a black van stopped a few inches away from where I was standing earlier.

I pushed my body from the ground despite the pain I felt. I was about to knock on the car's door when it slid open, and before I knew it, I was pulled in, and I landed on someone's body.

I struggled and scream, but I guess it didn't help as the doors were already shut, and my hands were immediately bounded on my back before a cloth was tied around my mouth, suppressing me from making any sounds.