After Loving Him For Ten Years, I Quit

After the gallbladder removal surgery, my husband Uriah took me to a bar.

"Today is Millie's birthday. Take a sip at least. Don't ruin her mood."

Looking at the Gordon's, I covered my wound and broke out in a cold sweat.

Friends present advised Uriah to be mindful, saying that I just got out of the hospital and couldn't drink.

They also said that I might get upset.

But Millie, Uriah's sweetheart laughed and said,

"Uriah is like poppy flowers to Rachel.

A ten-year relationship, how could she give up on him so easily?"

Expressionless, I took out the divorce agreement from my bag and said word by word,

"Then I'll quit."

***

Holding the wine glass, Uriah's hand paused, and his gaze showed impatience.

"Rachel, what did you say?"

He didn't even look at me directly, and ignored the thin paper on the table.

I picked up the bag on the sofa and raised my voice to repeat,

"I said I wanted to quit."

Quit the addiction of ten years, quit the addiction of loving him.

The door of the private room slowly closed, isolating the piercing mocking laughter behind.

Uriah's irritated voice came into my ears,

"I don't know what tricks she's playing again.

Don't worry about her, it'll be fine later."

It was not surprising that Uriah was so confident.

If it were in the past, as long as he changed his eyes slightly and frowned half a brow.

I would be nervous and reflect on myself thoroughly,

from a dress, a loving lunchbox, to a sentence.

I keep thinking over and over again, whether he didn't like the color of this skirt,

or maybe, the side dishes in this bento upset him,

or I provoked Millie to make him think I was annoying.

I went crazy every day, trying to figure out Uriah,

just to see the moment when he saw me, and a hint of affection in his eyes that I could see.

Uriah always had a cold and indifferent look.

He was like the water melted from the glacier, extinguishing all my passion.

I didn't know until Millie appeared.

Uriah was not naturally cold.

He just gave Millie everything I longed for and couldn't get.

In Uriah's eyes, I was just a free and inseparable accessory.

No, even calling myself an accessory was too self-aggrandizing.

For Uriah,

I was just dispensable.

After all, I had been longing for his love and care for ten years.

We had been together for ten years.

Even if he is really a stone, I should have warmed him up.

Unfortunately, Uriah was like a meteorite that released a large amount of harmful substances when he met Millie, leaving me severely wounded.

But I still had to hurt myself and beg Uriah to look at me again.

Even if it was a sidelong glance,

then I could restore my vitality.

Actually, just now in the private room, my friends were persuading Uriah to be more considerate, saying that I had just had surgery and couldn't drink.

I really wished he could consider me for once.

Even if it was just a caring look, I would feel satisfied.

But he let me drink Gordon's to not spoil Millie' mood.

My friends were right. My heart could really turn cold.

This time,

I was really tired.

I wanted to quit ten years of love.

I must give it up

so that I could heal my bleeding heart.