Mission: Rewrite

Chapter 1

Jenny's Point of View

"What should I do Doc? Should I divorce him already? I can't keep on living like this. My children and I have already been suspicious because of his excuses." the hysterical woman explained to me. Her husband has always been giving her excuses about why does he always leaves their home. She told me she feels like her husband's cheating on her. Apparently, she could have been misunderstanding her husband's situation all this time. Being a busy person like me; I really sympathize him now.

"How did you came across with that assumption? Do you have any evidence?" I looked directly at her expecting even just one evidence that would make her assumptions true.

"Well actually no, it's just merely intuition," she told me while looking down on the floor, feeling embarrassed. Women and their intuition, really. Well, I can't comment on that one, I'm also a woman after all.

"Mrs. Spoonerow, I strongly advise that you should talk with your husband first."

"But Doc, I have brought up that topic so many times but he didn't listen to me even once."

"Mrs.Spoonerow, yes, cheating on you could be a reason, but we can't really conclude it like that without having much of an evidence. Maybe he was telling you the truth all this time and you might have just misinterpreted his actions. Wouldn't it be regrettable?"

Mrs. Spoonerow fell silent. Seems like my words struck a chord on with her.

"Mrs. Spoonerow, I repeat, I strongly advise that you should talk with your husband first. Please, I don't want to see you having regrets." I gave her a reassuring smile.

"Oh well, maybe I should." She sighed as she walked towards the door.

"Thank you, Dr. Callaghan. Please pardon me for bothering you." She said, turning downwards the doorknob.

"It's okay Mrs. Spoonerow. I hope you settle things with your husband." The moment she left, I immediately lay down on the sofa, I scanned my list clients for the day and checked if there is still schedule after this hour. Fortunately, it looks like I'm free after this appointment.

"Oh well, I guess it's time to rest for a while." Feeling drowsy, I decided to take a nap.

Today's events really made me remembered a memory from years ago. As I closed my eyes, my mind replayed the memory I have recalled and made it more like dream.

Flashback
"Why are you doing this? I told you I don't want to be your friend anymore!" I yelled at him. I didn't really intend to say it like this, but this sharp mouth and damned pride of mine took over my brain.

"W-why? I-is it b-because she threatened you?" He was already crying at that time.

'Yes, but I don't want to tell you, or else you'll end up hating her.' I wanted to tell him the truth, but I can't.

"Of course not. She would never do that." I felt like crying. This were not the words my brain wanted to tell.

"B-but why would y-you do that? You p-promised me you'd l-let me b-be your f-friend."

'Of course, I wanted to but I can't really keep this.' I mentally protested.

"You told me, ever since you were a child, you didn't experience being betrayed. Well, this is it, Jory. This is how it feels like when someone broke their promises to you." Then my tears broke down. I felt my heart being shattered as I watched him. Feeling guilty, I decided to run away from him.