Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

It was nearly noon and the sun was blazing in the sky but the gentle breeze that swept on the road carried a pleasant coolness. Seeing the two cars parked in the middle of the road, the other cars behind that of Jonas's began to take a detour.

Emily glanced at Jonas's chiseled jaw and the tiny stubbles that were peeping out. That was when she realized that she was obsessed with him.

"Is anything wrong?"

Jonas frowned and looked at his watch again. Emily did not miss the anxiety in his eyes. She was determined to stop Jonas from attending Melinda's book launch event.

"Yeah, I don't know what happened. It's not starting. I don't know how to check the car and see if something is wrong with it. Can you help me?"

Emily asked as she raked her eyes across Jonas's face, trying to read his expression. He nodded and got out to inspect her car.

"Is something wrong with the car?" Emily asked as she followed Jonas.

"Give me the keys."

Emily handed the keys and Jonas tried starting the engine but it screeched loudly and refused to start. Just when Jonas tried starting the car again, he saw a picture of him and Emily, when they were young, hanging in the car.

Emily bit her lip with excitement when she caught Jonas glancing at the photo. She had hung the picture on purpose to find out if Jonas still cared about the relationship they had in the past.

His jaw tightened as he looked at the picture and finally pulled it apart. Emily's eyes widened with shock. She wanted to stop him but her legs refused to move.

"Jonas…" Her voice was barely above a whisper.

"I don't want you to hang this in the car. It could cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

Emily's heart sank. She couldn't snap out of the shock. Jonas held the picture and glanced at her coldly.

He wasn't immature to rip the photo but he knew that Emily shouldn't have hung the picture in the car where everyone could see.

"Yes… err... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I won't do that again, I promise,"

Emily said shakily as she put the pendant inside her bag.

Her curly hair was a little dry due to long neglect. She was weak as she had not taken good care of her health. Her chin was narrow and bony as she had lost a lot of weight.

"I can't figure out what is wrong with the car. You can ask someone to help you repair it."

Jonas frowned at his clothes that were stained and wrinkled. He sensed that something was wrong but he didn't want to waste his time here.

"Oh, okay."

that she had taken at his place. Emily

that Jonas always had her back. She was sure that

on the pavement, staring at a distance, wondering what was

felt that there was

with autographs, and the crew brought small gifts for the people who had come to

event is about to start. Hasn't he come yet?" the editor

way," Melinda said as she glanced at her

Jonas for the hundredth time but there was no

had never failed

minutes ago. Is something wrong?" the editor asked as he saw

smile and excused herself to go to the washroom. She wanted to splash cold water on her face to calm

deep breaths, and gradually calmed

one last time but he didn't answer. She pursed her lips

in the end. Melinda knew that the

black sports car that was parked next to Emily's blared with

the car. He finally found the reason behind the problem and grabbed

you."

tried wiping the sweat beads that had

Err... here, take it." Emily gave the handkerchief

couldn't accept that Jonas had moved

just give me a piece of tissue,"

the handkerchief and went inside the car to grab him some

also took a bottle of water and gave it to

A frown lined on his forehead

you don't mind, can I invite you for dinner

say yes. She checked the time and breathed a sigh of relief. It

"No, thanks,"

tissue and aimed it at the trashcan

here?" he asked, arching

I'll

mumbled as she turned to say goodbye to Jonas but he had already left without looking

had been blocking the intersection had left. Jonas glanced at

the evening. He knew that he couldn't make it to Melinda's book

and saw the

finished answering all the questions. Everyone was

entry. But the

Kent is my senior in college, but more than that he is a wonderful friend who changed my life.

at Kent. "Thank you for being a