When Love Fades

“You told your secretary the password to our front door when I took medicine and was about to go to bed! You let your secretary break into our bedroom to take your things! After I called the police, you didn’t care about me, but just asked me to sign a letter of understanding! Camille, we are completely finished!”

I was furious. I couldn’t control my expression after all and my emotions of maintaining stability completely collapsed. Seeing Camille’s face change slightly, I turned to explain subconsciously with guilt.

“I didn’t know you were back from a business trip! How could I refuse Director Spencer’s plan? I had no choice but to let Dane take the things. Why did you have to make such a fuss, Charlie!”

Camille looked at me with disappointment. “Since when did you become so jealous and hold on to some unfounded things and won’t let go? Charlie, no woman would like you like this!”

I actually really thought that I would not be sad anymore. At least, from signing the letter of apology at the police station to accompanying Camille in the car, I had always maintained my dignity and my proper manners. I even recalled all the memories of Camille and me in the car.

In the end, I made a summary. I wanted to end it decently. But tears would still fall uncontrollably because of Camille’s complaints and accusations, like pearls that had fallen off the string and could not be stopped no matter what.

“Yes, no one would like me like this.” I choked out. “So, I don’t need your love either.”

I wiped my tears and turned to leave, but Dane grabbed my hand. He cried with me, crying even harder than me and kept apologizing to me. “Charlie, I really didn’t mean it. Don’t get angry with Camille. I will resign tomorrow and disappear immediately! Camille really loves you. Please don’t make Camille sad, okay?”

I resented Dane’s innocent act the most. Seeing Dane crying, I stopped crying, shook him away and cursed, “Get out!”

Dane was thrown to the ground and looked up at me in surprise.

“Charlie!” Camille helped Dane up with heartache and yelled at me when she saw Dane’s palm was scratched. “Are you crazy? Apologize to Dane!”

“Stop dreaming! You want me to apologize?” I looked at Camille and then at Dane, who had a proud look in his eyes and said, “If you don’t agree to divorce, we will go through the prosecution procedure.”

I didn’t look back and didn’t care about Dane’s sobbing and Camille’s voice coaxing him and calling me crazy. Instead, I took a taxi to a house of my childhood friend, Jesse.

Jesse said nothing. After taking me into the house, he took out dozens of bottles of beer from the refrigerator, put them on the table and asked me only one question, “Is that enough?”

I looked at Jesse and my eyes suddenly turned red. Jesse didn’t say anything, but just opened his arms to me and said, “Hug?”

I was completely broken and I cried loudly in Jesse’s arms. I cried until my throat was broken. I cried until my whole body was shaking. I cried until I vomited in the toilet and I cried until I told Jesse.

“I want a divorce! I want a divorce! I want Camille to die!”

What was the end of love? It was the two people who used to be so close that they were willing to fight the world together, but now they were rivals who held blades and chopped each other to death. It was the truth that even roses would wither after they hoped to grow flowers of love in the grave of marriage.