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53| It's Not Easy To Love Someone...Back

"How can I, Edward!?" She detached her hands from his grip and walked towards the window, stumbling sllghtly. "How can I get better on my own? How can I be selfish enough to ignore what you did to Emily and think of myself and my health?! That poor child didnt even utter a word, Edward! All this time she'd been suffering it all alone-"

Edward walked towards his mom. "But she agreed to all this, Mom. I never forced her into doing anything she never wanted to do-"

"How can I dare to get better when my heart is burning deep inside and that's all because my son never thought of his family before taking such a big step in his life alone! Did you never think how this would affect us!?

"I'm sorry-"

"You really don't value relationships, Edward. Not because you can't. You just choose not to. And that's why I won't be surprised if you lose your years long friendship over your stubborn-"

"I won't lose, Emily, Mom! How can you say it so easily like that!? Don't you know how much she means to me!? I'd never let her leave me! She's with me and will always be with me forever!" Edward shouted at his mom, his hands balled into fists before he placed a glass of water roughly on the sink, making it stagger around the corner and it fell on the tile floor with a loud clash, cold water spilling on the floor like a blood-bathed corpse.

Mrs Jones looked at her son with derision and contempt.

"You think she's some robot you can make to dance on your will? I never remember teaching you to treat girls like trash-"

"I don't treat her like a trash, Mom! She is my friend-"

"How can you just be friends with her after all this time!?" Mrs Jones shouted at her son, making Edward's eye widen an inch before he recovered and stood still in his place.

He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out except for the evidence of his doubtful mind not being able to form his feelings into words.

"How, Edward? Just how, sometimes I ask myself? I don't understand how this works anymore. I can't see anything which doesn't make Emily perfect for you, I admit she has her own flaws but" She glanced at Edward before continuing."Her flaws are nothing compared to what you did to her after being friends with her all your life."

Edward didn't say anything. He just stood in front of his mom, his eyes glued to the floor.

He was dying of guilt everyday as it was, did his mother need to remind him everyday what a horrible person he was?

He knew he messed up big this time, but it wasn't like he knew it was going to go the wrong way when he proposed her for that fake marriage!

He thought they'd never be discovered.

He thought he'd reamain married to her forever.

He thought he'd live as her husband forever, just as she'd live as his wife, till death do them apart.

To be honest, he wasn't even planning to divorce her anytime soon. After giving her divorce papers, signed by him, on her birthday, he literally forgot all about them.

If he had remembered about those damn papers anytime soon, he'd burned those a long time ago.

"I won't start mentioning everything she's ever done for you as I suppose you're more than aware of her empathetic side. I just want to ask this question which has been bugging me forever." She walked towards her son, and seeing his mother standing in front of him, Edward looked up.