Bet

"How many times have you told me that you love me?" I asked him, as I stared at those dark orbs of his. I want to shake the thought that he has another girl, another person that has been clinging on to him. The thought just killed, and stabbed my heart.

"I think, four or five. Why babe?" he asked eyes deeply confused.

I stared at his eye movements, checking if he's hiding something, but all I can see is pure curiousity.

"Was that all true?" I can shee shock passed through his eyes.He blinks several times and said, "It's only you."

Even if I'm behind this computer I couldn't help but smile. Tears falls at my eyes endlessly, "I should have been glad, babe. But do you know what I find out when I opened your account? A conversation of you and your wife telling how much you love each other was the thing that coped up my sight. You made me your fucking mistress."

As I sobbed, I can hear his wife calling him from the monitor of my laptop. Damn this feeling. His wife looked at his laptop and shook his head as a sign of annoyance.

"You still continued to play with my sister pala, honey. You win our bet, HAHAHAH she fell hard!" And she ended our call with a mocking laugh.