Ex-husband's Regrets Worth Nothing

Faith's POV

I was in my room when my thoughts drifted further to what happened three years ago. Even though I had been trying to erase this memory of betrayal in my mind, my heart had always remembered.

"What the fuck is this, Mel?!" I screamed in anger after forcing Melissa to face me. I tried not to roam my eyes around her room, which was obviously Atlas' room, because I knew it would trigger waves of memories.

"Don't touch me!" she yelled back, making me dumbfounded.

Melissa used to embrace me whenever I was at my worst, but now —she was brushing the part of her cloth that I touched as if I had some contagious disease.

She used to be the first person I went to for comforting words whenever I needed reassurance, but now — she was screaming at me as if I was the person she hated most.

She used to be my best friend, but now — I wasn't sure if she was still the person I once knew.

"Are you pretending not to understand, or were you merely dumb, Faith?" Melissa asked as she walked closer to me. Her eyes had traces of wickedness, which I had never seen before.

When did my best friend change so much?

"If you really don't get it, let me clarify things for you. I am now Atlas' wife, while you? You are no longer part of his life," Melissa mockingly said.

"Tell me you're joking, Mel," I pleaded as tears slowly formed in the corner of my eyes. "You're my best friend, and I know you wouldn't do such a thing to me. I missed you both, and God knows how much I wanted you guys to return."

I was yet to finish my sentence when I felt like my energy was gradually dissipating. I knew what I wanted to say but struggled to let the words escape my mouth.

"You two came back, but how could you come back — married?" I uttered in a breaking voice.

"How could you guys do this to me?" I asked, and this time, I failed to stop my tears from falling.

"I'll tell you why," said a familiar voice from behind.

I didn't have to turn around to check who spoke because I already knew. How wouldn't I, though? It was the voice of the man I loved, which used to be music to my ears.

Still, I looked back.

"A-Atlas," I whispered as I faced the man I treasured more than my life.

I cupped his cheeks with my trembling hands and stared closely at his face, but he only pushed my hands away and looked at me in disgust.

"Don't touch me, bitch!" he yelled, making my eyes widen in shock.

Bitch? Did he just call me a bitch?

"W-why are you calling me like that, Atlas?" I asked, utterly confused.

"Why? Do you have a problem with that?" he provocatively asked back. "I called you bitch because it suits you!"

I would be lying if I said I didn't get hurt by his words. However, the confusion I was feeling now was far greater than the pain I had received.

"Faith, did you think I wouldn't find out? I know you have always been a badass, but what gives you the right to play with my feelings while I am away?" Atlas asked in anger and frustration, which made me even more confused.

"W-what are you talking about, Atlas?"

I waited for him to give me a clear-cut answer, but he only glared at me in response. He pushed me aside, and I watched him walk closer to Melissa.

I wasn't ready for this.

My heartbeat instantly accelerated seeing my man and best friend together, and it even went mad when I saw what happened next.

Atlas held Melissa's face and unhesitatingly pressed his lips on hers. They kissed hungrily, not minding whether I was still here or not.

Was I too evil in my previous life for the heavens to punish me like this?

Unable to watch them any longer, I strode forward and separated them from each other. Furious, I asked, "How could you do this to me, Mel?! I treated you like a sister. How dare you steal my boyfriend?!"

"What did I do to you for you to betray me like this?!" I cried, unable to conceal my emotions.

I then looked at my man and felt even more betrayed. I gave him nothing but love. I stayed pure for him. I never kissed another man beside him, but he? He kissed my best friend.

"Don't you dare raise your voice at my wife," he warned, making me feel numb.

"What about your promises to me, Atlas?" I whispered as my gaze fell to the ground. "You said you'll come back for me. You promised to marry me. And most importantly, you pleaded to stay pure for me."

"You don't deserve to be my wife," Atlas coldly said while holding Melissa's hand.

I raised my head to meet his gaze, only to see him staring at my best friend. He didn't even glance at me when he said, "Now, get out of our room. I want to spend time with my wife."

Then, he kissed her from her cheeks down to her neck, making me feel betrayed.

I had only been here for a few minutes, but seeing them together had constantly stabbed my heart a hundred times.

"M-May I ask why you chose her over me, Atlas?" I asked in a breaking voice.

"You already know why," he coldly replied. "Don't pretend like you didn't do anything wrong, Faith. You won't fool anyone here."

Confused, I cried, "Tell me what I did, Atlas, because I don't know what you are talking about!"

I pleaded for answers, but all I received from him was rage, which I wasn't sure where it was coming from.

"Get out of our room, you whore!"

What happened to my man?

What happened to the one who had never talked back to me?

What happened to the one who had never called me names?

What happened to the one who had never had the guts to curse on me?

What happened to the one who had always been afraid to hurt me?

And what happened to the one who had always loved me?

Where was he?

"Were you with her during the days you were avoiding me?" I bluntly asked with all the remaining courage and energy I had.

"Were you so preoccupied with her that you forgot that someone was waiting for you back here?"

I honestly didn't know where I got the strength to say such things because this matter had already drained me to my core last time I checked.

"Shame on you, Atlas. Shame on you," I said as I sneered. "I thought you're not like other men, but maybe I expected too much from you."

"Likewise," he scoffed.

He kept giving me vague answers, and my patience couldn't hold on any longer. "Just tell me directly what your problem is, Atlas! What do you mean?"

However, he only firmly said, "Get out of here before I drag you out myself. I want to spend time with my wife, and you are disturbing us."

After that, he wrapped his arms around Melissa's waist and gave her a peck.

I was only in the room next door, so I could hear them moaning non-stop. They didn't stop wailing in pleasure while I didn't stop sobbing in pain.

Unable to take it anymore, I ran out of his house and returned to ours. Furious, I threw everything my hands laid on, including my pillows, books, vases, and all. I threw everything on the ground until I calmed down.

My best friend betrayed me while my man cheated on me.

Why couldn't life be simple and easy?