Tears Of A Wife novel Chapter 24

"I love you, Mama. Thank you for everything," I said when we got to my room.

"I know, Olive." She nodded. "Go inside now. Drama isn't allowed today because it's Christmas. We should be happy." she added.

"Okay, Ma," I muttered before closing the door. I sighed after. I looked at the four corners of my room. This room is one of the witnesses of all my suffering. A quiet witness that if given the chance to speak, it would probably tell me that I'm such a stupid woman. Too foolish.

After I took a shower and dressed up, I briefly scanned myself in the mirror. I wore my black formal dress. It was hugging my body and its length reached my knees. I put some makeup on and wore my diamond stud necklace that my Mom gave me. My bob cut hair was down. I finished it off with a pair of simple slippers.

I am beautiful. It's undeniable. I just lacked height but my face stood more than that one flaw. I am a consistent university queen. I was always the representative of the College of Arts and Sciences everytime there's a contest, including university meets.

Sometimes, they say that I only won because I'm rich and a daughter of a politician, or that I paid the judges. They don't know that I was doing the best I could to win. I strive hard just to win the battle. I work hard for it. I don't depend on the shortcut of winning. I love the challenge and I accept defeat.

It's just that once you start drowning in something, you'd also be blinded of what to do. I've been fair all my life but when it comes to Atlas, I lost it. I became selfish. Not only for him, but also for me.

I closed my eyes as the vivid memory flashed to my mind. My mother-in-law is right. I shouldn't think about the things that ruin my day. I shouldn't reminisce about the bittersweet memories of my wrong decisions.

I glanced at my wristwatch. It's near midnight, so I decided to go out of my room. I immediately heard my mother-in-law's loud laughs in the living room. I smiled as I went down but it instantly faltered when I saw Atlas. They were seated beside each other while bonding around. Nonetheless, I tried to act normally.

"Ehemm," I cleared my throat.

Their eyes instantaneously directed to me. My mother-in-law smiled at me while Atlas became serious as he stared at me. It was sharp and accusing, as if it was stabbing my soul.

I averted my eyes from him and turned to his mother. "Ma, I'm sorry for taking so long," I muttered.

"It's fine, dear. Come here!" she calle and tapped the vacant sofa she's sitting on.

I went there and sat down. I tried to feel comfortable although Atlas was just beside his mother. I laugh when they laugh. I talk when needed. I give opinions when asked. I tried so much to be comfortable just for the sake of Christmas.

"I'm serious, Ma. Once I get a leave, Olive and I will have a vacation in San Vicente."

I glanced at him. He was smiling at his mother before he faced me. I made sure that his mother won't see my forehead creasing. I didn't know why he said that thing when we both knew that it's impossible.