Love Me Again

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JENNIE

Yesterday, after we had lunch together, I waited in her office until she finished every meeting and papers she had to sign so I can lead her to a dinner outside.

As much as she wanted to resist, I saw how tired Lisa was so she silently followed me behind and went inside my car.

It was the same car she bought for me in our first anniversary. I know she remembered as she stood for a while before leading herself on the passenger seat.

She actually fell asleep as I drove on a restaurant near the Han river. It was almost winter so when we went out I couldn't help but shiver in the tiny fabrics of the casual dress I am wearing.

My wife noticed and mindlessly took off her coat and wrapped it to me.

The dinner ended with an awkward silence as Lisa would only shortly speak if I ask her something.

I was planning to ask where she is currently staying right now but she quickly dismissed my thoughts when she asked if I can drop her on the corner of the street.

And so I obliged and I sadly went home alone. If only forgiveness was too easy to gain, I would have brought her along with me.

Then this life of loneliness would end in a brief. But I could only wish a day would come when she would gladly be back. When I lie on my bed I wrapped myself around the pillows I fit her clothes into.

Yes, I covered the pillows she used to lie at with her clothes. It has been weeks and I am terrified how long does her belongings could contain the way she smells.

Could they keep her scent until she is back?

I miss her.

I miss Lisa so much.

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In the morning I quickly got up before the alarm I set. I need to be there before 8 or else she might have had her breakfast already.

Instead of flowers, I am gonna give her post-it notes starting today.

"Are you the moon?

Because even if it's dark you still seem to shine."

-Your wife,
Jennie

Yes, I searched the pick up line on the internet. I am not very accustomed to this kind of things.

Before I drove, I decided to leave her a text.

To my beautifully handsome wife:

"Goodmorning honey, I miss you! I'm bringing you breakfast, wait for me. ^___^"

Sent 7:00 AM

To my dismay when I reached their building, there was no reply.

Once again when I stepped on the top floor, Dahyun noticed me as she rolled her eyes and then completely ignored my presence.

At least she's improving that mouth of hers.

She better stay quiet or I might stitch it myself.

When I entered Lisa's office, I saw her already beginning to sign and read some papers when I noticed something beside her table.

A glass of whiskey.

Early in the morning? What is she doing with herself. This is not the sober Lisa I know for years.

So quickly I entered and even if she noticed my every move I picked the glass and threw its content in the tiny washroom she has in her office.

"What do you think you are doing?!"

I angrily asked as she gave me a bored look.

"Drinking whiskey, isn't it obvious?"

"At this very hour, Lisa? Really? Without breakfast? You know better than this! I told you before there is no good about drinking. This will ruin your health!"

Still on the same intensity I replied.

"Now you care about me? Now I have a wife again? I've been doing that for a long time now, Jen. What is new?"

I gasped.

Oh god. So for those months we're not in good terms, there were days when she would begin by drinking a hard liquor?

I feel like there is a blockage in my throat I couldn't ease.

When I was about to unwrap the breakfast I prepared, a voice entered the room.

It was Dahyun.

"Lis? Here, I know you haven't had your breakfast. Please eat, I worry about you."

Lisa gratefully held the pastries on her hand and a coffee by another and contently muttered 'thank you, Dahyun' to her now smiling like a flirt secretary.

She's really getting to my nerves.

So she's been doing this for the past five months?

They have been this close that she can call Lisa that way and Lisa casually says her name?

At the thought of this I can't help but feel my heart breaking.

What if I am already too late?

What if she had successfully infiltrated the heart of my wife while I was busy inflicting it?

Before I succumbed to more of my pessimistic thoughts, I grabbed the pastry out of Lisa's wide open mouth and throw it against the trash bin.

"You're not gonna eat this. From now on, you will not accept anything from that woman nor any other girl except me. You wouldn't have to worry because from breakfast to dinner, you will be with me. I will give you everything you want and you need, Lisa. Not from your dirty secretary. Do you understand?"

As if recognizing my tone, Lisa silently nodded and bowed her head.

"Now this, I prepared this for you. We will be eating wife and wife without anybody else."

With a tone of anger and louder volume so the mistress can hear from the outside, I opened the lid of the container and placed it on the table.

I heard her whispering something which I cannot comprehend.

"Is she mad at me? Should I say sorry? No! I didn't even do anything asdfgjkkl...."

"What did you say?"

I sharply asked.

"A-ah none! I said, yes! I understand!"

She uneasily smiled and had a bite as if gesturing me to be appeased and that she's doing it.

I don't know whether I should laugh or cry.

If I had been a little later, my most prized possession could have been snatched.

My wife could have been stolen from me.

Before I forget, I searched for the pockets of my jeans where I placed the post-it.

"Honey, here."

Lisa threw me a questioning glance as she accepted the paper and read it.

After a minute she was choking in her drink.

What's wrong with that pick up line? It couldn't be that cringe right?