The Beginning

"What are you waiting for, Arya? Sign the divorce papers. I already put my signature on it. I want to accomplish all the legal procedures today." Damon looked at his reflection in the mirror and didn't turn his back to see Arya's reaction.

Arya couldn't speak immediately. She was staring intently at the paper in front of her, particularly at her husband's signature.

"If you're worried about your finances, I'll take care of that. You acted as my personal maid for the past three years so I guess, you deserve to have a separation pay. I'll just transfer the money after you sign."

Damon put on his navy blue suit and Rolex watch. His eyebrows, mustache and beard were trimmed to perfection. He looks elegant and refined as always.

"Personal maid?" Arya laughed bitterly. "Actually, it would have been better if I had just been your personal maid. At least, there would have been a salary and benefits. I only got headaches and heartaches from this relationSHIT."

Damon smirked. "You know your place in my family, Arya. You should also know that you have no place in my heart."

Arya clenched her hands. It was like she was stabbed with a sharp dagger in her heart because of what Damon said. She loves him so much despite how he treats her. She wanted to cry but she stopped herself.

When she smelled the perfume Damon uses when he goes out, she couldn't help but ask. "You're all dressed up. Do you have somewhere to go?"

Arya immediately wiped the tears that fell from her eyes.

"I'm going to fetch Greta at the airport. Are you done signing?" Damon looked at his cell phone. He's expecting Greta's message.

Arya took a deep breath. She held and raised the divorce papers. "What if I don't sign this?"

Her husband's angry face greeted her.

"Whether you like it or not, you need to sign it or else, I will charge you for all the money I spent on your sibling's treatment! I will not only get the principal but also the interest." Damon smiled. He knew Arya had no money to pay.

"Damon, didn't you love me even just a little bit in our three years together?" Arya's voice was completely broken. Her tears were about to fall again. A little later, abundant tears flowed from her eyes.

Damon laughed loudly. "From the very start, I told you that I only love Greta. Wait. Did you assume that I like you?" He laughed loudly again. "Don't get me wrong. I just acted that I care for you out of pity. You didn't want to hire a housemaid because you wanted to fulfill the duty of a housewife. You even work for my company just to help and to impress me. I'm sorry, Arya. I really only see you as an employee and a maid. In the first place, I just bought you. So please, stop crying! I know you only love my family's money and not me." The upper corner of his lip rose. He threw an insulting look at his wife.

"Do you want to hear more painful words from me before you sign the divorce papers I gave you?"

Arya shook her head. Although her hands were trembling, she also signed the divorce papers.

"Enough. I already signed the papers. Get out of my sight. Go to Greta."

Arya's tears stopped falling. She gave the accomplished divorce papers to her ex-husband. She gave up. She will no longer force herself on Damon. Her martyrdom is over!

Damon furrowed his brows before taking the paper from Arya. He glanced at her face for the last time and he saw nothing. He could no longer see any emotion on her face.

"I thought you're in a hurry." Arya pointed at the door. "The door is already open." She raised both her eyebrows.

"Pack your things." Damon typed something on his phone. "I already sent you the money. Now go. I don't want to see your face again."

When Damon left, only then did Arya burst into sobs. She gave everything to him - time, attention, love, care, support and even her purity. Almost every week something happened between the two of them and she knew she was just a bedwarmer in his eyes. Even so, she still hoped he would love her but no. She just failed again and again. She just cried again and again.

She took his photo from her wallet. "It's really hard to love alone. I hoped you would love me too. I'm so stupid, right? I gave up my own dreams to help you grow the company grandpa left to you after we got married. I served you every day. I learned to cook for you. I went with you on every trip. I tirelessly listened to your complaints in life, to your stories that repeat when you're drunk. I can't count on my fingers the things I did for you. Things I thought I couldn't do but I could because you asked. It's so fucking frustrating, Damon. It's infuriating. I feel like I wasted three years of my life! If I was only after money, then I should have taken what was rightfully mine a long time ago. I'm so stupid. I blinded myself with love."

Arya wiped her tears. She walked towards the mirror and looked at herself. Her attention shifted to her cell phone when it rang. Her former obstetrician, Dra. Santos, was calling.

Two years ago, Arya got pregnant by Damon. They had a one-sided love marriage but her pregnancy somehow changed her husband into someone better. Even though his family accused her that what she was carrying was not a Walton, Damon sided with her. He defended her against his family. Because of the baby in her womb, she and Damon became happy until one day, heaven took away her happiness.

Their child died. She had a miscarriage! Since then, Damon returned to his old self. He treated her as a worthless mother! He put the blame on her for why their child died. Damon became even more distant from her when Greta made her presence felt again.

Arya answered Dra. Santos' call.

["I'm sorry, Mrs. Walton. My conscience can't take it anymore so I will tell you this. Someone ordered me to kill your child with Mr. Walton. I gave you an abortion medicine in your third month of pregnancy instead of vitamins. I'm ending my career as a doctor because of that. I'm very sorry, Arya. I want to help you but I don't want my family to be involved in this mess and scandal. So I'm sorry. I promise, I will never show myself to you again. I will disappear like a bubble."]

"Wait. What do you mean, doctora? Someone ordered you to kill my child? This is not a good joke, doctora." Arya is feeling mixed emotions now.

["I have no time for jokes, Mrs. Walton. Someone paid me to kill your child. That's all I can say. It's up to you if you will believe me or not."]

Arya's eyes burned with anger. "Why don't you tell me who you are referring to, Dra. Santos? You murdered an innocent and naive baby! How much do you need to testify against the one who ordered you? Name your price, doctora. I will give you no matter how much that is," she said challengingly.

She waited for Dra. Santos' response but she suddenly ended the call. Arya tried to call Dra. Santos' mobile number but it was already out of reach.

A loud laugh escaped Arya's mouth after it sinked into her that there was foul play in the death of her and Damon's child. For almost two years she blamed herself for the loss of their child. She accepted Damon's anger and insults and his family's because she thought she really lacked and she was indeed a negligent mother!

Arya stopped laughing. She looked at herself in the mirror again. Her tears were welling up but her eyes continued to burn with anger.

"Arya Walton is dead. I am no longer the weak, foolish and innocent Arya you know. I will come back to all those who oppressed and trampled on me. I will find out who ordered Dra. Santos to kill my child and once I find out who that demon is, he will regret that he even let me live!" Arya said before finally leaving the mansion.