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Sydelle's POV
Today's the day that we are going back, back to the reality in which Sofia was always his top priority.
I mentally slapped myself.
'Get a grip Elle, she was always his top priority even at this moment.'
I quickly loaded my luggage at the backseat of his car and sat beside him.
I watched Marco as he slid his luggage inside the car too and quickly went to the driver's seat.
"Look Elle, I know how bothered you still are to what had happened the other night but can we just forget about it?"
"B-but Marco I just can't put myself to forget about what had happened."
I looked at him with pleading eyes hoping that he would understand me.
"You know that I have Sofia with me Elle, you can't keep your hopes high on me."
His words could always definitely break me. I shook my head.
NO.
That night was the most wonderful thing and I'm not going to simply forget about it.
He's asking too much from me to do it. But this time. No. that memory would forever be treasured by my heart.
He was my first and it was wonderful.
"We... we could stay as friends."
I bitterly smiled as I looked at him.
Ouch.
Way to go Elle. You just entered the freaking Friendzone.
I slightly nodded at him as a sign of defeat.
I wouldn't argue with him anymore about it. Friendship is all he could offer and who am I to refuse my love right?
I'm his wife yet he's only offering me friendship.
My life is a complete joke.
We stayed silent on the whole trip back to the city. I've got nothing to say anymore. I ran out of words and I just feel so drained to even talk.
He didn't bother about it anyway so the whole trip was dead mute.
He stopped the car just in front of our house.
I went ahead to the front door and fished the keys on my purse and opened the door for the both of us.
Marco was the one who pulled out our luggage.
Welcome back to reality Elle.
This is it. I'll be preparing my heart once again for another set of unbearable pain. But this time I'll hold on to our friendship Marco.
Maybe now I'll just be contented as your friend at least.
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