My Mr.Wrong's Mrs.Right !

My Mr.Wrong's Mrs.Right✔️: sadness

"I want a divorce. . ."

Those words stopped my world, my mind and my fast beating heart.

All I could do was look at him with my eyes easily conveying what I felt—hurt, pain and the feeling of being not wanted.

I felt unwanted.

He wanted a divorce? Why? What did I do? Was I that bad of a person that he wanted a divorce from me? Did I broke his heart to that extent that he didn't wanted to see me anymore?

I was exhausted I was wrong thinking I could never experience a pain more than what I experienced every single second I stayed away from him because the pain that I felt right at this moment was immense, was more than I could ever think of, more than I could bear.

Be it My fragile self or my already cracked heart.

I didn't even had the energy to stop those tears that just flowed down showing him how hurt I was.

But maybe somewhere deep down in my heart I knew I deserved it, maybe I had run out of all chances to patch this up.

Though I said that I would leave him if he wanted me to, it still hurt maybe because I never realised how painful it would actually be to part ways from the man I loved, when all I dreamt of was to stay with him for as long as I could.

Love was scary because the moment those words settled into my hazy mind I realised I wouldn't be a Jeon anymore.

Those words made me feel as if I had lost every purpose of my life as if I had lost the entire meaning, essence of my life.

Thinking of my life further without him in it was impossible.

He had become my everything in just a couple of months, he had become my identity.

I wished so badly that whatever he said was just some weird slip of tongue.

So gathering all the faltering bits of hope, I asked once again.

"W-what?"

I heard my voice feeling distant and almost inaudible if not for the heartbreaking silence that engulfed us.

How I wished he would say something else but maybe I was a fool to still hope for something good to hear.

Maybe our relationship had nothing left to be patched up on, maybe this was how it was supposed to end for us.

"I am ready to divorce you yn"

He said those words and I felt as if I had lost my heart somewhere, I felt hollow and the little bit of energy that was left in me drained out completely.

Tears blocked my vision not allowing me to see his face, to see that face I wished I could see every morning I woke up and before every night that I fell asleep.

I thought we could make it up, every relationship has a tough time, a phase where everything is so fragile and weak, I thought we could move on take it as a lesson and stay together for the rest of our lives. . .

But maybe it was only I who thought that. .

Maybe- no. . He didn't like me anymore.

I knew that for sure now. . .

I looked at him while he wasn't meeting my eyes couldn't I get a chance?

Why was this happening?

Why couldn't all of this be a dreadful nightmare!? Would I wake up and find myself in his arms smiling and snuggling?