Chan's POV
I was married to my long time girlfriend, Y/N.
The first few days, it was euphoric.
The first few months, I felt contented.
But at the fifth month, I did the biggest mistake of my life, I cheated on her.
To hide this, I would come home later, check myself so that there's no trace of my other on me.
What hurt me however, was the fact that no matter how late I come home, may it be 1 am or 7 pm, there she is, all the time, with dinner on the table, asking me how my day went, taking care of me, the i love yous she told me. She was
always there.
It's been a year now, and it still goes on. Yesterday, it was our first year anniversary.
She surprised me, she wrote this long letter, explaining everything and thanking the Lord that we reached a year together with no major problems, or so she thought. But what surprised me the most, along with the letter, that may or may have not caused my eyes to tear, was a picture. It wasn't me or her but it was a picture of our child. Children, I have to say. We're going to get twins. She was pregnant with her children, our children.
That shocked me, I smiled, of course I would, she is still my wife and those girls are still my children, and so in honor of that we celebrated.
One thing is for sure, I am guiltier than I have ever been.
I felt the guiltiest at that moment and I knew that I should cut everything off with my other and come clean with Y/N.
So I did, exactly that and now I'm here standing on front of my- our front door and still debating wether I should knock now or compose a whole speech just like I did for my confession a few years back.
After what seemed like years, I knocked, finally. There she was, she opened the door and smiled, hugged me, kissed me and asked me how my day went. I stopped her from going to the dining room, I told her that I have to tell her something. And so we headed to our room. It smells like her body wash... I guess she just took took her bath.
I told her everything. But the moment I saw her broken expression, the tears that filled her eyes, I wanted to turn back time and never do that again.
She didn't yell at me. Nor did she cursed me. Like I thought she would. Damn, I would've felt better if she did, but no, she just sat on the bed, and cried. Silently. She said she was sorry. She said she would be better. She blamed herself for a stupid decision i had made.
it has been years, three years actually, and well I had tried to make it up to her, make her stop blaming herself and how "bad" of a wife she was. She wasn't, I was just a bad husband, partner, person.
She thinks I don't know that until know she still blames herself. That until now, she still cries herself to sleep. And it's all my fault. I scarred her for life.
