“LOVE, IS THERE a problem between us?” BK looked at his girlfriend Amber when she asked.
“N-none,” he replied softly and took a sip of wine.
He was thinking of Daphne at that moment.
He and Amber were now in the house he shared with his wife. He shouldn’t have come back here, but Amber insisted.
It felt like he couldn’t stay long in this place, especially in his room, even in the old room his wife used to occupy.
Ever since his wife left him, he felt empty. He missed her presence. He’d felt this before, but he never really understood it. He saw her in every corner of the house. Sometimes, he thought he was going crazy, imagining his wife kissing him, sometimes even making love to him. He lost interest in other women, even in Amber.
Why did Amber have to come back? She messed up every
