Accidentally Married

Chapter: Twenty-six

Wonho's POV...

Somehow, today felt completely askew. A sense of impending doom lingered within me, refusing to be silenced. It had haunted me since the moment I stepped out of my house this morning.

No matter how hard I tried to convince myself that it was just my imagination running wild, this persistent feeling refused to fade away. Now, at eleven in the morning, I found myself gazing out of the window, watching the rain pour down, the gray clouds mirroring my somber mood.

By two in the afternoon, I had decided to call it quits, unable to shake off the unease that gnawed at my very soul. I made a stop at the Hae-Chun Flower Shop, where I carefully selected a stunning bouquet of yellow dandelions for my wife. Then, I swung by Tasty Treats to grab a container of her favorite strawberry truffle ice cream.

Despite momentarily pushing aside those unsettling feelings while shopping for gifts for Amber, they resurfaced with a vengeance as soon as I parked in my designated spot. My nerves and anxiety skyrocketed, leaving me on the verge of trembling before I even stepped out of the car.

Standing at the front door, my hands trembled as I struggled to enter the passcode on the keypad. "What the hell is wrong with me?" I muttered in frustration, repeatedly pressing the wrong numbers. Finally, on the third attempt, I managed to input the correct code.

As I stepped inside, an eerie silence enveloped the house. It was a chilling, bone-deep silence that sent shivers down my spine. The atmosphere lacked any semblance of warmth. It was then that I realized the entire first floor was cloaked in complete darkness, casting an ominous shadow over everything.

"Sweetheart, I'm home!" I called out, flicking on the living room light. The only response was an eerie silence. Placing my cell phone, the bouquet of dandelions, and the container of ice cream on the coffee table, I hurriedly dashed upstairs. Once again, I was met with a chilling darkness as I entered our bedroom.

After thoroughly checking every room upstairs for Amber, I raced back downstairs in a panic. Grabbing my cell phone from the coffee table, I dialed Amber's number, only to be sent straight to voicemail every time.

"Please, baby, answer your phone," I pleaded desperately, while frantically searching the rooms downstairs. My phone slipped from my trembling hand, crashing onto the kitchen's hardwood floor when my eyes landed on an envelope with my name on it, resting on the island. The shattered screen was the least of my concerns at that moment. All I could focus on was the envelope, beckoning me to uncover its contents.

My hands trembled uncontrollably as I gingerly lifted the envelope from the table, my heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and dread. The weight of what lay inside seemed to seep into every fiber of my being, filling me with an overwhelming sense of fear. As I tore open the envelope, tears welled up in the corners of my eyes, ready to spill over at any moment.

My gaze fixed on the paper as if hoping to find some hidden explanation within the ink. But as the truth sank in, I felt a surge of anger and disbelief. With a sudden burst of frustration, I flung the letter back onto the table and stormed away from the kitchen, retreating to the comfort of the living room.

I paced back and forth, my steps echoing through the empty space, as I grappled with the reality that the woman I cherished more than life itself had vanished without a trace. How could she leave without a word, without even a proper goodbye? The questions swirled in my mind, tormenting me with their unanswered weight.

I forced myself to return to the kitchen, repeating a mantra under my breath, desperately trying to convince myself that I could handle this. With trembling hands and a heavy heart, I reached for the handwritten letter from Amber and settled onto a stool, bracing myself for the words that would shatter my world.

"To my loving husband Wonho," the letter began.

I deeply apologize for lacking the bravery to express these sentiments directly to you, resorting to this letter instead. As you come across these words, I will likely be en route to Las Vegas, Nevada. Wonho, my affection for you surpasses any expectations I had for love. The connection we share on an emotional, intellectual, and physical level is unparalleled. It has dawned on me that what I believed I had with Dominic pales in comparison; it was merely a juvenile attempt to distance myself from my mother's traits.

I want you to understand that leaving you was one of the most difficult decisions I've ever made. However, I cannot continue living with the constant worry that our relationship is tearing your family apart. The weight of knowing that I am causing pain to the father of our child and the person I love deeply has become overwhelming. Right now, I need to prioritize my own well-being. This doesn't mean I'm giving up on us forever, but perhaps some time apart could benefit both of us. It may also provide an opportunity for you and your family to heal, while I focus on ensuring the safety and health of our baby.

I hope you can understand the deep intentions behind my actions, as I am making this decision for the sake of all three of us. Although it may appear as though I am taking the easy way out, deep down in my core, I know that if I were to have this conversation with you face to face, I would never find the strength to walk away. Please know that my love for you is unwavering. Take good care of yourself and mend the broken bonds with your family.

With eternal love, Amber Law-Lee.

Amber's letter left me feeling as though she had torn my heart from my chest and left it on the kitchen island.

"Dammit, I need to get away from all these memories of my wife," I exclaim with a mix of anger and despair, as illusions of her presence dance before my eyes. In a fit of rage, I snatch my keys from the coffee table and storm out through the front door, descending in the elevator to the desolate parking garage, my mind in disarray.

As I switch on the radio, my determination to remain strong crumbles into countless fragments, shattered by the piercing melody of Amber's cherished song, "Losing You," blaring through the speakers.

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