Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

"She's gone. My dad brought his mistress and her daughter home, filling the space she left. Aside from me and my grandparents, it feels like no one else in the world would miss her." Talking about it still choked her up. She lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, and steadied herself before she continued.

Cracking open the box of her feelings made the rest spill out a bit more easily.

"I've struggled with bipolar disorder before. Even though I've got it under control, it's not something you fully recover from. If I can't find equal love in you, if you betray me, I might just lose it. I'm terrified of ending up that way."

Tina never showed her vulnerabilities to anyone. But these vulnerabilities existed because of her love for Phillip.

"Phillip, if I didn't love you, I'd marry you in a heartbeat. But I refuse to end up pitiful and tragic like my mom. You've never seen her lose it. I have. She was beautiful, but in those moments, she was just... not." Her tone was steady and calm, but her eyes slowly filled with tears. "I can't bear the thought of you looking at me with the same disgust my dad had for her."

Phillip, who had been silent till now, finally spoke, "You're not your mother, because I love you."

"I'm not great with words. I prefer actions, thinking you'd understand how I feel," he said. "Sorry, Tina, for not making it clear sooner. I love you, just as much as you love me."

Tina wasn't one to cry, but now, tears rapidly gathered in her eyes.

by our families, but now, I

finally fell, and she asked him,

to you." Phillip pulled out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket for her. She took it, cleaning her tears, as Phillip got up from the coffee table, lifted her into his arms, and set her on

if you change heart later, you'll love

Tina found it awkward to use, so she tossed it

the fickleness of men and the facade of marriage. Yet, she

high standards for love, preferring

have no idea how possessive I am. I can't stand the thought of you being with another woman, touching, kissing. I'd rather

wiped the tears

and

honored you

me. So far, you're

and you're the only one who ever will.

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