Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Nicholas looked up and followed my gaze out the car window. This place was not unfamiliar to either of us. We had been here twice before, so today would mark the third time. His body visibly shuddered. Then, as if on reflex, he tried to escape by frantically starting the car. I quickly grabbed his hand.

I was afraid he would speed off again. I was scared I would end up dead along with the baby in my belly. Looking up at him with my other hand on my stomach, I shook my head. His agitation gradually subsided. He forced a stiff smile as he covered my eyes with his hand. "Ari... I... Do you think I look scary like this?"

I did not understand why he asked that, but he kept explaining, "I'm sorry. It's just... when I think about you leaving me, I lose control a little. But I'm trying to keep it in check."

Caught off guard, my vision went dark. In my mind flashed his face from earlier, which could barely be called a smile.

"It's okay." I did not want to provoke him further, so I did not pull away. Besides, it would be easier to see my own feelings in the dark.

"Why is it okay? Why don't you care about me?" he growled, unsatisfied. "Do you think even this is happening because of fate?"

I did not know what to say. I could not exactly tell him

a hint of coldness as he firmly denied my words. "I've never believed

really existed, then the heavens must have it out for me." He paused for a long time after saying this. He paused so long that in the cramped space, all I could hear

is clearly what you want. Why blame it on fate?" His arm was shaking, while his words

been together for almost five years. Apart from throwing some money at me, what else have

learned to answer quickly, but

me. Your heart doesn't belong to me. Besides fulfilling your so-called 'husbandly duties', you haven't been faithful to me. You don't even meet the basic requirements of being a husband. What can you possibly

cool touch on my lips. My heart seemed to stop for a moment. When

his name angrily. "Get off

to grip my chin, forcing me to look up at him. It was a position that

how much I've missed you." Nicholas's voice was