I open the house door. As I enter, I slowly glance through its interior. Every pieces of furniture in the house is still in intact. The dining table where Bette and I shared romantic and candlelight dinners, the couch where we made passionate love and of course, this familiar scent *****… I scolded as my eyes become watery. Is this the house that I have spent 7 years with the love of my life? The house that was once filled with joy, love & warmth has now become so cold and remote to me.

The house is dark and its obvious that Bette is not in the house. Ya of course, Im the one who have asked Alice to tell her to be out. And *****, she really did that? Such a fool she is! Doesnt she know that I have purposely done that so that she knows that I am coming back? Doesnt she want to be with me alone for a moment?

As I walk towards the bedroom, I saw the photo frame with our photograph on the shelf. She has not removed it – thank god. I enter the bedroom and turn on the light. As I turn my back, I am so shocked to see Bette sitting on the bed. For a moment, I stare at her in silent. My lips parted but I seem to find no word. I needed to see you… Bette said as she looks up. I could hear my own heart beat pacing and my heart is melting against her words

But wait… just a few days ago, I have thrown my temper by overturning the table at The Planet. And this woman standing in front of me, my wife, whom I love so deeply, was ***** another woman, ***** that carpenter and she got the cheeks to tell me I was the love of her life oh *****!!! As the scenarios of them making love in bed begin to form up in my mind, my blood started to boil and I feel I could burst into flame anytime. I walk angrily to the closet and start to pack my clothes.

You dont want to give me anything I need, ok thats fair… said Bette. I thought I could hear her voice choking. Nothings fair Bette. You broke everything that means anything to me! I gave her a stern stare and continue to pack my clothes.

Let me fix it… said Bette. No. I said without looking at her, trying to control my temper at the same time.

I wont accept that. She continues as she gets up from the bed and walks towards me. Until now, shes still not remorseful and still wants to have a control over me??? How dare her! Too bad I said coldly as I turn away from her.

Look, I-I over estimated myself alright, supporting us both financially and… and then when we lost the baby I thought that I had to take on the whole burden, I thought that I had to absorb your pain and ignore my own

Still trying to push the blame!! I turned around and look straight into her face. Well I hope you had fun blowing off some steam with the carpenter! I said sarcastically. As I walked out of the house, I could hear Bette screaming out my name. Tears flow down my eyes as I get into the car. The woman, the love of my life, my wife how could she do this to me how could she have the heart to betray my trust and instead of admitting her mistakes, she’s throwing them back at me….

I start the car engine and take a last look of ‘our’ house…