Just Ten Million Seconds

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Andres stood there, looked at the scene from the window of Sarah's bedroom. The tense silence lasted for nearly ten minutes.

"Andres?" Sarah held her breath.

With a cold, pierced gaze directed at Sarah, Andres replied, "She's my wife."

Sarah death silent for a second. "Your what?" With a forced laugh that sounded hysterical Sarah asked.

"She ... We've been married for two years," confessed Andres.

Sarah dead silent then ran to the bathroom and vomited all the food in her stomach. Her body trembled, her belly twisted, her eyes ached with tears and the tormented of queasy. However, all those feelings were nothing compared to what her heart felt. After the queasy and tremor in her body subsided, Sarah leaned against the cold bathroom wall to lean back her limp body. Her eyes closed, tried to strengthen herself, then she noticed Andres squatted in front of her and touched her cold fingers.

"Why did you married me?"

"We'd better go back to bed, it's cold here for you and you're soaking wet," said Andres, tried to carry Sarah into the bedroom.

"No," Sarah warned. “Don't act like you care. I am asking for the last time, why did you married me? "

Andres's face turned stiff with tension and confessed, "Because you saved my life."

Sarah closed her eyes tightly, tried to breathe, tried to make sense of this and Andres. Tried… to not get too crushed. Not loved then.

“Is--- All about us, what are we doing together just-- what we have, had, together just nothing to you? This marriage…” Sarah broke off, unable to hold the painful sobs that escaped her lips.

Oh God, oh God. It was hell. Someone told her that hell is a place of painful, so this was a hell.

When she fell again, Sarah asked, "What's her name?"

“She is .... She is Desiana Triana Zoyer. "

Sarah just nodded, stared at the white towel hung on the bathroom glass. There was a quote "Queen don't be broken" on the towel. I won’t, Sarah thought, but it happened.

Sarah slowly tried to woke up and then ask, "Does she knows?"