Back in his study room, Ethan dazedly walked towards his desk and lay limply backward on the office chair. His eyes were tightly shut but he wasn't asleep. It was pitch dark , but he didn't feel like he was in the dark, images of Hazel, her to tears and every little expression of hers, whether significant or insignificant.
Each of those expressions kept popping on his mind like a bubble and exploding into a nightmare, giving him an unbearable headache.
'Why didn't you believe her?'
Those words weren't unfamiliar to him, because his mother had once repeated the same phrase to him.
And when was that?
He recalled it should be five years ago before Hazel went MIA with their baby, leaving behind traces of her betrayal.
'What betrayal, what cheat, do I have to remind you that you were bot
