"Will there be no other way for me to overcome this crap, Dr. Osmenia? I've been going here since forever but I still think there's no progress no matter what I do!" Carden angrily hissed when he heard the same thing to the Doctor.
Two weeks ago, when he went here for a check-up, he also heard the same thing from him: if he continues to drink whatever he was saying and be as healthy as possible, he could improve.
But the man, no matter how he encouraged himself to do all those things began to be more and more impatient each passing day.
"How much time should I wait until you can finally tell me that all these things are possible? I am starting to think that you are not as great as a doctor!" he put the folder down forcibly and covered his face with his hands.
"So gay," he cursed as he once again, strike his head on the steering wheel.He just couldn't accept it. Weeks, months, years have passed ever since he knew about his infertility but every time results will come out, he'd still feel the same pain he could hardly endure.All his teenage years, he played with girls and thought that he was just living his life the way he wanted. It was when he realized that the sperm he was emitting was too low compared to what he knew should come out. There are times when he'd lost his smell, at times he'd have pains on his lower body, and times were he wondered what was wrong with him.He thought he was all healthy until Casimir told him to get himself checked. He was twenty when he confirmed that he was infertile and he couldn't bear a child. But he couldn't accept it, so he tried to cure himself through the things Dr. Osmenia has given him, in hopes of the betterment of his reproduction and his health.Knowing these things, he
"Dalmi...I badly want to have a child..."Her eyes widened in abrupt when she heard about those words from him. She suddenly wanted to push him away, but the man's embrace and his broke voice was stopping her from doing it."A-are you serious?" she asked.Dalmi couldn't believe what this man says. It felt like everything was made out of crap and he was just bored."You must be kidding me!" she let out a nervous laugh.It's not like she didn't want to have a child. A part of her also wants to build a family they could call their own, but it was too sudden, she haven't predicted it.
Dalmi narrowed her eyes and tilted her head closer to the lady. The purple-haired woman with the pair of hooded eyes and thick eyeliner wore a frown on her face, her arms across her chest."You really are that girl!" Dalmi pointed at her and covered her mouth with her palm, her jaw dropped as she remembered the night where this woman left her alone in that parking lot after an attempt to save her."You...how dare you?!" she yelled and jumped off the high stool to get closer to her.At her side, was Jackie, still holding the shaker as he glanced at the two females in front of him."Uh...Dalmi, do you know who this woman is?" Jackie asked and tilted his head to her.Brooke, the woman with the purple hair eyed him with her sharp orbs the moment he talked to his best friend. He wrinkled his nose. Why would this woman look at me like this when I was just asking? He wondered."She was that woman, Jackie!" she pointed at her again, now, her face turning crimso
"Why do you freaking have a number of my husband?!"Dalmi's aggravated voice echoed inside the whole room. Her eyes turned bigger, her cheeks burned as though she'd hurt this woman way harder than what she did earlier."Why the hell did he sent you a message? Who are you, huh?" she reiterated.She couldn't stop herself. Something inside her was telling her to grab the woman's phone and check if it was true.The woman, on the other hand, chewed on her lips and hid her hands behind her back, taking another step backward as fear consumed her whole body.She had been watching Dalmi Arizona for a week when that thing happens, including her best friend, Jackie just to know about her whereabouts.
Dalmi opened her mouth. The excruciating pain in her chest was too heavy. Pain sheeted through her body as her legs curled towards her stomach. Her weak arms slowly went up to her knees as she struggled to breathe."Carden...planned it all," her voice trembled as her eyes went up to Brooke's face. She had this strange expression in her eyes, very far from the ice-like orbs of hers. Now, it was trained with pity...and regret.Dalmi shook her head and buried her face on her knees as she tried to halt the tears from cascading down her cheeks. In denial of what the woman said, she gasped and convinced herself that she just want to deceive her.There was no way Carden would do such a horrible thing. It was just a bunch of lies meant to hurt her.Carden was not the type of man to go beyond those things...or as what she knew. The man seemed like he doesn't care for her at that time. He almost loathed her because of the things she did to stop the marriage so why would he
Carden's hand shook the moment she saw her leaving. Cold as ice, not even offering him a welcoming hug or kiss which, she usually do every time they will meet each other.He walked back to the stove, stirring the soup even when it was not yet boiling. His hand felt like it had been used excessively that it was already weak right now.His face, even when he couldn't see it felt like it ran out of colors. The look on Dalmi's face kept on running inside his mind."Are you sure about this? What if she just ignores us?" Brooke asked as she narrowed her eyes.She met the woman when he went to one of the bars, one of his inventors wanted the woman to be an escort on their table. Brooke was just a mere dancer, but the investors kept on bugging the manager so she's got no choice but to follow it, but then, Carden saw her objections and put an act, telling them it was a childhood friend and they need to catch up then removes themselves off their table."Someone from t
"I couldn't believe my father let me marry a monster!"Carden felt like the world loses its balance and it fell above him. He couldn't believe those words came out from her sweet wife.Those pair of ocean orbs turned from being gentle to something which could mirror the umbrage inside her. All of it felt too much for him."D-Dalmi what are you saying? I was just-"The chair's leg interrupted his words as Dalmi stood up and face him. Her bloodshot eyes looked like a mixture of rage and cold, and it was making him more and more depressed."D-do we have a problem? Why are you being like this?" he tried to reach for her hand, making up excuses as though it could stop the fight between them. He couldn't bring himself to admit his wrongdoings, even though he knew telling the truth could end this...and he was afraid that the relationship they just started would come along with it."Did you do it?" Dalmi asked in a shaking voice. In her mind, she was begging fo
"What the hell, man! You messed up real bad!" Auton, the loudest man among the tree stood up and pointed at Carden with a can of beer in his hand.Carden glued his eyes on the tabletop. They were in the bar counter of his penthouse. When Dalmi left their house a week ago, hethought it would be alright. Dalmi loves him that much and he wouldn't be able to resist him so she'll probably come back the next day, but three days, a week passed by without her in their penthouse.She didn't even bother to reply or even read his messages. Jack wouldn't answer his calls and texts even if he bombarded him, and Brooke's replies were too cold.Was it supposed to be this hard? he asked himself.He was used to being alone