"If it's not her, is it me?" I didn't back down. I fixed my gaze on him as I asked deliberately.

Even though I knew that there was no possibility for us to continue, I still hoped that he had liked me in all these years, even if it was just for a fleeting moment.

I had been in love with him for eight years. Were they all wasted?

I felt like his eyes were drawing me in. He said with a captivating voice, "If I say yes, can we not get divorced?"

For a moment, I was ...