Lies and Deceit (2)

"I'm sorry."

Two words. Easy to say but hard to admit. Francesca may have deliberately made him come here to gain his attention, but her saying sorry was genuine.

When she heard him speak, she felt extremely guilty for neglecting him. Right now, she how selfish she was and how insensitive she had become. The one who supported her for most of her life had always been there by her side. Yet, she took him for granted. She became blinded by her goals and achievements.

How did she became like this? Why did she become a monster like her father? If she could get her husband back, she promise to become better. A better wife and a better person.

"Darling, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I've been blinded and misguided. Can we fix this? I don't want a divorce. Please. Please. Take me back. I promise to be a better wife this time. Please, don't go away. You're the only person who loves me in this life. Without you, my life is nothing. Without you, I no longer desire to live."

Francesca cried and held on Alex's hand. The entire time, Alex was flabbergasted. He had never heard her speak like this before. She was begging for life. Like he was the source of her life.

He felt miserable. He knew that his feelings for April were real and yet, his heart moved by her words. How long did he wait for her to say this? How long did he wish for her to give him the attention that he yearns for? How long did wanted her to come back to his arms? Just for how long?

But now, he knew that it was wrong. He can't love two persons at the time. Either one, someone will get hurt and he didn't want anyone to get hurt. Why? Why can't he just be happy for once? Is this retribution? Is this Karma? To be in the middle of this situation, is his heart wavering?

Francesca's hand was cold and slightly trembling from her crying. He was confused. His brain says to choose April, but his heart was wavering for his old flame. Unable to watch her cry, Alex got up and sat beside her bed. He pulled her into his embrace and comforted her. Like the old times.

"Hush... Don't cry. Your body is still weak. I promise to stay here with you, till you get out of the hospital. Sleep and rest. I'll be right here." Alex instinctively kissed her forehead. He acted natural, like how they were used to.

"Promise? Promise that I'll still see you when I'm awake?" Francesca hugged Alex tightly. Smelling her favorite scent on him, it made her feel at home and relax. 

"I promise." Alex patted her back. He kept patting her until she drifted to sleep. Seeing her weak as a child, it reminded him the first time they met each other.

At the time, they were still in Highschool. She was extremely pale and weak. Francesca laid in the hospital bed, her life seems to be seeping away from her.

He knew that by doing this, he would hurt April. Right now though, he didn't want to leave his wife like this. Her life was precious like any other human being. People make mistakes and sometimes, they deserve second chances. Does that mean that he should? His brain hurts from thinking. He had been using his brain quite a lot lately. Right now, he just wanted to go on the flow. Follow your heart, right? Where his heart wants to be right now, is in the hospital with Francesca.