I watched as he stared at the ring he took off my finger.
He is really serious about this.
He really wants to divorce me.
He just took off the ring he gave me.
The ring that came with the vows he said to me.
Oh God.
"Now, get your slutty self up, and get the hell out of my house. Leave while I am still holding down my rage. You wouldn't like what I would do to you when I come back to this house and meet you here." He said, walking past me and headed towards the door. He walked out and slammed the door hard.
I flinched.
Oh God.
How did this happen?
Why is this happening to me?
Why?!
The pictures took my attention. I picked one up. I feel so ashamed of myself staring at it.
It is so awful.
I can't even see the random man's face clearly. His face is blur. Only mine is clear.
Someone did this.
Someone did this to me.
It's a set up.
I was set up. I mean, that's the only explanation for this! Someone set me up and took pictures of me.
He or she blocked the man's face.
I was too drunk to know this.
They set me up.
But why did they wait this long to reveal these pictures to Ernest? Right after I confirmed my pregnancy.
Do they know I am pregnant too?
God, what have I done to myself?
What have I done to my happy marriage?
I shouldn't have gone to the club that night. I should have remained here and go through the boredom as I always do.
Why did I decide to go out that night?
All these wouldn't have happened if I stayed at home and wait patiently for Ernest.
What have you done, Kim? What have you done?!
Ernest will never forgive you!
He will never listen to you!
He will never listen to your own side of the story.
He didn't even let me speak.
He called me a slut.
A pretender.
That's not true!
I didn't do this on purpose.
I was set up.
Someone set me up.
Who could that be?
Who wants to ruin my life? Who wants to ruin my marriage like this?
I have no idea who to suspect. I have done nothing to anyone. Who would want to ruin me?
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I zipped up my bag that is on our matrimonial bed, and brought it down on the floor.
More tears flowed as I looked around me. I sobbed bitterly as I took in the appearance of the room that I have been sleeping in for the past two years.
I can't believe it has come to an end.
So soon.
A mistake has ruin my life.
I am going back to my parents' house.
If someone had told me that this would be my situation after two years of marriage, I wouldn't believe it.
My life is taking a very terrible turn.
Ernest hates me.
He hates me so much.
I didn't do this on purpose. I can't do such a thing to him. I love him. I love him so much.
Who wouldn't love him? Despite his financial challenges, he is an amazing person and a loving husband.
Any woman would be happy to have him.
But I have lost him.
I can't believe it.
I have lost both ways.
He is divorcing me and I am have a stranger's child growing inside me.
Ernest will curse me if he gets to know about that.
God, I hate my life.
What have I done?!
Where will I go from here?
I can't live without Ernest.
Yet, I don't deserve him. Though I was set up, it was all my fault. I shouldn't have stepped out that night.
If only I had.....
God, this regrets will surely kill me.
I regret everything.
I knew what drinking could do to me. I knew perfectly that I have a very huge problem with drinking. Still, I stepped out that night.
It was all my fault.
I caused this.
I deserve all the punishment that I am getting.
I deserve everything.
Sniffling, I pulled out the handle of my luggage. I looked around the room one last time. Tears rolled out the more as I dragged my luggage along.
I walked out of the room with my luggage and walked towards the living room. I stared at our wedding picture.
It took me back to that very beautiful day. It was the best day of my life. It felt very unreal. I couldn't believe that I was getting married to him. He was so perfect in my eyes. I was beyond excited to be his wife. I still can't even forget about our wedding night. It so was magical.
It was everything. Ernest knows how to please a woman so well.
The memory of that night and many other nights are still fresh in my head. He is one in a million. He has a very good heart. He didn't have much but he is the best.
I didn't care about money.
I still don't care about money.
He is still perfect in my eyes.
One look at him and I feel so lucky.
But a moment of weakness made me step out that night and commit the worst mistake of my life.
I can't believe this is over. I can't believe my peaceful and happy marriage is over.
I wiped my tears as I sobbed painfully. I headed towards the door, dragging my luggage along. I got out of the house and walked towards the lonely road.
It is really late and cold outside. I wonder where Ernest had gone to at this time. I am very worried. I hope he is okay.
I hope he is.....
Sighing, I wiped my tears as a taxi stopped in front of me. I placed my luggage in the back seat. I looked back at the house one last time. I am really leaving.
It is really over.
I entered the taxi and it moved, heading towards my parents' house. I never thought I would go back like this.
But here I am now, on my way to my parents' house. I am just half an hour away and will soon be there.
I heaved a sigh, wiping my face with my napkin.
Not long later, the taxi pulled up in front of a familiar building I grew up in.
My parents' house.
My heart clenched at the fact that I am really back.
I paid the taxi driver and got out of the car. I took out my luggage and the driver drove away.
Sighing, I walked up to the entrance door.
I was about pressing the door bell when the door opened, revealing my mum.
The sight of her pushed tears out of my eyes.
"Kimberley?"
"Mum," i cried as I let go of my luggage and rushed towards her. I wrapped my hands around her before she could say anything, letting all my tears out.
After some seconds, I unwrapped her and sniffled.
"Kimberley, what's wrong? Why are you here with your luggage?" She asked.
I heaved a sigh as I walked owards my luggage and dragged it closer.
"Can we go inside first? It is cold out here." I said.
Mum scoffed. "That's not happening. Why the hell are you here with your luggage?!"
I am taken aback by her tone.
"Mum,"
"Answer my question, you good for nothing child!"
I let out a breathless scoff.
What?