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Did I hear it right? Did my heart actually stop because of him? Did he actually apologize?
I was flabbergasted by the words he spat out. I can accept it if he says something ruthless rather than a 'sorry'.
For a few seconds, I sat silently before I sat up straight and faced him. My face had a neutral expression even though I was internally shocked.
"Can you repeat?", I asked.
He nodded, "I'm sorry. I regret what I did to you. I didn't mean to but I didn't like the sight of you with another man", he spoke staring straight into my eyes.
"Why are you doing this?", I asked calmly.
He frowned, "What do you mean?"
I sighed short glancing at my lap, "I mean why apologize? You'll be repeating the same mistake again and leave afterwards. What's the point of the apology?", I asked.
"I had thought about it that night. I tried to put myself in the place of another man and Aisha in your place. Then I realized that I'd have given that man the most horrible death which he must've never thought of", he spoke glancing away.
I scoffed, "You realised after thinking about your sister in place of me. Not about me as your wife whom you, as a husband, hurt like how a husband shouldn't. You wouldn't have realised if Aisha hadn't been your sister", I replied.
It felt bitter to hear but he had to know the truth. I was surprised at his calm behaviour and the way he apologized. The man who's so cold by nature and called heartless, actually apologized to his wife who was his main target to destroy. He was the one to swear my ruin and now he's that same man asking for my forgiveness. It's hard to believe.
But the bitterness he had filled in me was enough to doubt his words. Maybe he was sincere but I couldn't believe them. Trust is indeed like fragile glass; once broken, cannot be put back. I actually never trusted him, but maybe it's human nature which makes us rely on somebody we're tied up to. And somehow, without my acknowledgement, I ended up relying on him.
I might look like a fool to others while saying this but it's the truth.
Despite his sincere tone, I just saw them as mere words lacking any promise.
I scoffed, "Stop lying. You can never apologize."
For the very first time, his eyes flickered. Those empty orbs flickered.
"I'm not lying doll. Believe me", he spoke softly. I doubt if he's drunk. Once a bastard is always a bastard. He crossed his line of insulting me and that proved who he was.
"You call me doll. And dolls don't have feelings. They're treated however their master wants. They'll be told what to do just for namesake because at the end, their strings would be controlled by their masters", I replied blankly.
