I don't know why I decided to let this lady into my apartment. I know she claimed to be "Hinata's wife", but she could just be a crazy ex-girlfriend and me being an idiot for letting her into my place.
She walked inside with such confidence, something Hinata would do, except the only difference was she had this superior aura. She was much taller than me, had short sleek jet-black hair, with rather large round eyes. She wore a long white button down dress that had a tiny waist belt attached to it.
I asked her if she wanted anything to drink, while looking around my room, she responded with a blunt no. I could tell she was taking everything in, judging my living location. I tried not to let it bother me, except I didn't know who this woman was and I wanted answers. Before I demanded answers, she finally said something, "My name is Masako... I've heard a lot about you Tabitha. You work at Cherī cherī, right?"
"Ummm, yes."
"That's where you met Hinata, is that correct?"
"Yes..."
"I also heard that you're originally from California. They call it The Sunshine State, right?"
"It's actually The Golden—"
"I don't really care either way, but you are sleeping with my husband."
"I-I don't even know who you are lady, so I'm just gonna have to ask you to—"
"I'm not going to leave until you get it through your thick skull, so I guess I'll have to prove it to you." She started touching around on her phone screen at a fast pace.
"I don't care! I just want you to-—"
At that moment, my world had shattered. Masako had lifted her phone up into my face, there I saw Hinata in the picture-standing next to Masako... There were little kids in the photo too, two of them. They had to be around the ages of 10 and 12.
Masako continues to speak in a smug tone, "We've been married for a while now... Those are our kids. You can keep scrolling to see more photos if you want, but from the looks of it, I think you're finally getting the idea." What? This can't be true... I wanted to look away from the picture of Hinata standing there looking so happy, except I couldn't. My eyes were glued to the screen.
"I'm sure you are aware Hinata is part of the Yakuza. I met him years ago and fell in love with him the first time we met... At the time, I already knew he was in the Yakuza because... Well, I don't need to get into detail, but our marriage was planned. Your not the first girl Hinata has slept around with, and unfortunately you won't be the last, but I love Hinata and I won't jeopardize the clan for Hinata and his stupid urges." I stood there, feeling my knees giving away, however I did not want to look weak in front of her. I needed to be strong.
Masako continued on, "You know, for most girls I usually make their lives a living hell once I find out, not for you though. I'm going to give you the exception because I heard that you are a widow." Oh no. Please don't bring this up... "I honestly feel bad for you, it's kind of pathetic. Maybe you really didn't know he was married, or maybe you were so lonely that you didn't want to see the signs and blinded yourself to this fake happiness. Could that be the case?" My knees couldn't hold on any longer, and I dropped to the floor. It felt like my heart was being torn to shreds and I could hardly breathe. I was staring at the floor, attempting to wipe away the tears before Masako saw them. I heard her footsteps coming closer to me, if she was going to kill me-I wanted her to do it. "Yeah, this is pathetic. You're already grieving and this makes it not as fun for me anymore. So, I'll give you a warning. I don't want you to speak with Hinata ever again. Now I understand that'll be hard because I'm sure he'll try to reach out to you, nonetheless I want you out of Japan within the next 24 hours. And trust me, I'll know whether you are gone or not." I could barely hear the words that were coming out of her mouth. I was still in shock at everything that I was told.
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Necklace In The Path
RomanceTabitha couldn't bear the weight of her grief after her husband's sudden passing, and she found herself unable to move on. In a desperate attempt to find happiness again, she decided to start anew in Japan, where she hoped to find joy and, perhaps...