These guys were my best buds and they'd been there for through hell and high water, especially after the whole Damon debacle. We couldn't really do much about Damon, but their genuine support moved deeply. So I spilled the beans about my plan to divorce Damon. As for the whole reincarnation thing, I decided not to ntion it. After hearing my piece, they fell silent for a mont, then burst into applause. "Hell yeah! Let's celebrate Eliana breaking free from her crappy marriage tonight!". "Cheers!" I hollered back, raising my glass in the air. I could almost see myself post-divorce, embracing a brand new life, leaving the painful past behind. A few drinks in, we four won plucked up so courage. Sofia gave a nudge, "Eliana, spot any hotties? Go for it! Damon's got all his scandals, we can't lose!" "F... fair point," I slurred, scanning the room until my gaze landed on a tall, thin figure. He seed young from his clothes. A college guy, perhaps? Damon hooked up with a college girl, so why not with a college guy? I sauntered over, tapped the young man on the shoulder, "Hey handso, fancy a drink? It's on ..." He turned around, strikingly handso, looking like a fresh face in the entertainnt industry. He stared at in surprise before shaking his head, "Sorry, I have a girlfriend." "Oh, my bad. I'll try my luck with soone else then," I nodded to the young man. The alcohol made incoherent. I didn't even understand what I was saying, so I moved on. But I stumbled a few steps later, dropping my glass which shattered on impact. I sat on the floor, dizzy and suddenly hit with a wave of sleepiness.
"Let help you up," the college guy extended a hand. Sitting on the floor, flushed, I stared at him. What the hell? Why did his face morph into Damon's, glaring at coldly? I tried to get up but ended up pressing my palm onto the broken glass. Blood gushed out and I collapsed.
In my dream, Damon's cold, heartless face appeared again. I sat in the ssy living room, sobbing like a mad woman. When Damon first announced his plans to divorce , my parents and the elders of the Coleman family tried to pressure him. Damon didn't give a damn; he was determined to divorce even if it cost the Brooks family greatly. The Coleman elders first rebuked him, then reluctantly helped him. I heard they even accepted his new girlfriend, Ariel. She had Damon's unwavering support and gradually won over the Coleman parents. And she was pregnant. "Damon, I've loved you for ten years. Don't you feel anything for ?" I wept, tears streaming through my fingers. "Nothing, Eliana. I gave you a chance to end things amicably, but you didn't take it," Damon replied coldly. His phone rang. It was Ariel's chirpy voice. "Mr. Coleman, Mr. Coleman, please pick up!" I listened to the sweet ringtone, and watched Damon hurry off, the room spinning and a sharp pain in my chest. I woke up gasping for air, only to find myself in my own bedroom, bathed in sunlight, birds chirping outside. How did the college guy get ho? I glanced at my bandaged hand, massaged my throbbing temples, and tried to find the college guy, only to hear Damon's voice outside. "You guys carry on, I'm not in the mood," he leaned against the banister on the second floor, a cigarette in hand, sounding lethargic. I staggered to the door, watched him walk over, "Where'd you hide him?" "Who?" Damon frowned. "The college guy," I replied. I thought he was a decent guy and didn't want to lose him just like that. Damon was going crazy over another woman next month anyway. I might as well find soone to comfort , to distract from the pain. Hearing my reply, Damon's face darkened. He glanced at what I was wearing, then grabbed my wrist,dragging into the walk-in closet, "Change! What's with the sexy getup?" Sexy? I looked down at my chest, just a slight swell, the fabric doing most of the work. I didn't think "sexy'' was fitting, why would a man who didn't love care about how sexy looked? "Damon, is it true you slept with that actress a few days ago?" I ignored his order and asked him calmly instead. "That's none of your business," he replied dismissively, as usual. "Then what I do from now on is none of your business either. If we're not divorcing, let's just go our separate ways," I said nonchalantly. After all these years, I'd never experienced love, and I needed to have so fun. So this was what it felt like to let things be. It was liberating. I didn't have to be happy or sad for Damon anymore, and it was like my soul was returning to my body. n were such hypocrites. They thought they could do whatever they wanted, but their wives had to be prim and proper. Damon was no exception. He didn't love , but I was still his wife in na. "You want to cheat? Damon sheared, then roughly pulled open my clothes, "You think any man would want a woman with your figure?" I looked down, my breasts were tightly wrapped, not revealing at all. This was the smallest size of nipple covers. I pushed his hand away, and calmly adjusted my clothes. "I'll try to put on weight, drink more soy milk to enhance my breasts, That should satisfy you." "Eliana, have you lost your mind?!" Damon finally lost his cool, he looked at , "Are you coming down with sothing?" The old Eliana was composed, gracious, sensible and considerate, how could she possibly spout such nonsense? If my dad heard what I just said, he would've been so mad he'd have had a heart attack. But I had to act like a lunatic first, so I could escape from Damon who was about to go nuts. If Ariel hadn't shown up, he wouldn't consider divorcing . A marriage alliance was never a casual ga, he was the rational type, who knew to weigh the pros and cons. I really didn't want to go through the process of watching him fall in love with soone else again. "So, just divorce then." I proposed again.
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