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3.

Thomas' POV.

later that night

I was taking off my clock and undoing my shirt when my wife came to me and gently stroked my back. I totally knew what she was trying to do.

"Tom Newton's sleeping"

She kept on touching me passing her fingers down to my back then up trying to give me shivers but all I felt was—nothing.
She thought she was teasing me but, honestly she wasn't.

"Good that" I shrugged and ignored her while
I was putting on my white t-shirt— the same I used since high school. It was like it still smelled like her so that I could keep her close, somehow.

I got out on the room balcony and I lighted up a cigarette. I was trying so hard to stop but I honestly needed some nicotine in my body in that moment. I needed to let go all that I was so unsure about.

My wife came out and she started talking.

"I don't think I can do it anymore Tom. It's been a year and you barely touch me. Is it that girl?" She touched my arm.
How dare she talk about May, how dare she when exactly knew what was wrong between us.

"Funny you mention it, you know?" I scoffed and looked at her with a frown printed on my face. I usually frowned a lot. I was ready to tell her. "I loved you Isa.I really did. You made md almost forget about my first love, we have a son, but you cheated on me. How could you do it? How do you sleep at night? And now is it my fault?" I touched the back of my neck. I was feeling so much better. I was tired of pretending everything was okay when it clearly wasn't. She glanced down at her feet. She was feeling guilty and she totally didn't expect me to know about that.
"Almost?"
"What?" I asked confused.
"You said I almost made you forget your first love. Maybe I need some explanations."
"Oh no, don't play this game with me. This is not about me. I am not the one who cheated. I am not the one who still wanted to have sex with her husband when I just finished with another man. I didn't do nothing of this because I respect you as the mother of my son. This is not about me, Isa. This is about you." I smoked what remained of my cigarette and threw it away.
"I am sorry, Thomas. I-"
"I don't care Isa, I really don't. You betrayed my trust and, as I said, I respect you as the mother of my son because I love him more than anything but I don't love you anymore. And it's been a year."
"Does this mean are we done?" She simply said.
"Isn't it obvious? I am coming back to my house and I want Newton with me at least three days aweek. Not only the weekends. He deserves a normal life despite of what happened. He deserves to be with both of us without lawyers around. He's my son and I want his happiness. I bet you want that too, as his mother. Isn't it?"
I glanced at her and with a straight look on my face I started to prepare my suitcase. Before leaving the house I walked into Newton's bedroom to kiss him. I would have explained him everything the day after but he was a smart boy, he would have understood and would have preferred his parents' happiness even though that meant they would not be together anymore. As I left Isa's house I made a promise to myself.
My son before anyone else.

That was the bloody promise.
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I sighed, running my hand through my hair when she popped into my head. I wanted to hear her voice, I wanted to know if she was feeling the same. I called her number and waited—or hoped, for her to answer.
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"Hello?"
I stopped to breathe.
"May? It's T-Thomas" I closed my eyes mind slapping me. What a bloody idiot. She lowered her tone.
"Is something wrong?"
"Honestly, no. I just thought about.." tell her idiot. Just tell her you have been in love with her and that you want to touch every inch of her skin. "Newton would like to meet June, he said he has a crush on her, weird isn't it?" I nervously laughed touched the back of my neck.

I always got so nervous when I talked with her.
Some things never change, I suppose.

"Oh, well why not? We could meet at the play yard whenever" she said and I could feel her smile. I felt the urge to kiss that smile, to bite her lower lip and to call her—mine.

"What about tomorrow afternoon?"
"Oh"
"Oh, I am sorry you can decide, and if i-if you,  if you don't want to it's fine."
"No, no, Tommy. I really want to. But tomorrow it's my anniversary and I can't."

Tommy. My nickname said by her is so precious and looks so perfect.

"It's fine" I pretended to smile. Lucky me I was speaking with her through the phone or she would have realized I faked smile. She always did. I could not afford another man touching her even though she was married and she had a daughter. I could not. The thought of it made me sick.

"What about Saturday?" She asked softly.
"Amazing. See you May" I love you. Say it you dumbass.
"Goodnight Tommy"
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I got down on my bed and I closed my eyes but it was impossible for me to fall asleep. Too many emotions all at once. I finally understood that the boring party we attended against our will was just a way to say see you soon instead of goodbye.

A/n: ok guys so i hope you are liking this short story! Chapters won't be long and there won't be a lot of them because I am kinda busy lately but I will do the best I can. Let me know what you think about it!