Chapter 1

Keira's pov

“I'm sorry, Keira but you are not pregnant” My physician said and I felt a tinge of sadness wash over me. 

I had been experiencing nausea, vomiting and morning sickness so I thought I was. 

I visited my physician to run some tests, perhaps if I was pregnant, I would be able to keep my marriage. I would be able to stay by Liam's side.  

I had been sitting nervously in her office, fidgeting with my hands but as soon as she returned and took her seat, she told me I wasn't. 

“Alright, Doctor ... .I legit thought I was” I bit my lips in anxiety and took my bags. I was about to stand up before the Doctor said, 

“Keira, I think you need to run a test ……..” My physician muttered and a look of confusion flashed over my face and I decided to sit down again. 

“I need to run a test? Doctor?” I asked, my voice barely audible with my eyes boring into hers. 

“Yes, Keira. you are experiencing pregnancy symptoms when you are not so I think you need to visit the radiology department for imaging tests and CT scans.” My physician said, handing me a piece of paper. Could I be misplacing pregnancy symptoms with another illness? I ran my eyes over the piece of paper she gave me, it was surely negative, I wasn't pregnant. A heavy sigh escaped my lips. 

“Thank you, doctor….” I mumbled in a soft voice and stood up, picking my purse once again. 

“Which way would lead me to the department for the CT scans?” I asked my physician whose eyes were already fixed on her computer with her glasses. 

“You can ask the nurse at the hallway to direct you” My physician said at last and I thanked her again before strolling out of her office. 

I asked the nurse and yes she did direct me but then…

The Doctor’s words hit me like tons of bricks and I sat frozen, unable to move my lips or body. Every part of my body felt numb. A brain tumor??! 

“Keira……” The Doctor,who I was directed to, called out, trying to pull me out of my daze. Her hands were hanging in the air from trying to hand over the test results she ran to me. 

I stretched out my hands and took the paper from her, my hands shaking unwittingly. 

“A brain….. tumor?” I stuttered, my voice unsteady and breaking. 

The Doctor didn't say a word as I ran my eyes through the test results. My vision blurred instantly and I began feeling like I couldn't breathe. Six months, that was all I had left. This can't be happening to me! 

“Doctor, please tell me this isn't true……” I spoke softly, my voice shaking in disbelief. 

“I'm sorry, Miss Keira ………” The Doctor apologized,her eyes filled with sympathy as she turned her gaze away from me. 

I felt numb, like I was in a dream. This couldn't be happening to me. Why?! What did I do to deserve this cruel treatment from the universe?! 

“Miss Keira, we can prescribe a …..” The Doctor tried explaining but her words became a distant hum as tears streamed down my face. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of despair, unable to catch my breath. Everything felt so suffocating and surreal. 

I'm only twenty three, about to lose my marriage and now I have only six months to live. I couldn't digest all of this, I was slowly dying inside. 

The Doctor's hands on my wrist shook me slightly, bringing me back to the present.

“I need to go," I muttered, my voice cracking. I quickly picked my bag and ran out of her office with tears streaming down my face. I couldn't control this news, it was too much for me to handle. I didn't do anything to deserve this. My life was gradually ending and I couldn't do anything about it. 

I felt a piercing pain in my heart, I straddled out of the hospital and stopped a cab. All I could hear in my mind was the Doctor's voice repeatedly ringing brain tumor. 

I tried hard to be strong, I tried hard to wipe my tears, I didn't create myself. But no matter how I wipe them, they keep falling non stop. I had rested my head on the car window and I have never felt like this in a lifetime, I feel like I'm slowly fading away. 

“Ma'am, we are here” The cab driver announced. I hadn't realized that we had gotten to the destination. 

I couldn't say a word as my hands reached out to my cheeks to wipe my tears. I'm aware that my face had swollen up with reddened eyes. If tears were going to take away sickness, mine would have taken away this brain tumor. I clumsily took out cash and handed it over to him. 

I stepped down from the cab and shut the door. 

“Ma'am, you have got this” The driver assured me and I could see the empathy in his eyes, he must have sensed I had a lot going on with me. I tried to flash him a smile but just couldn't. He steered his car and drove away. 

I entered the mansion and tried to keep myself calm. I had my card key so I opened the door and the first thing my eyes caught were luggages. They were situated in the living room, about six of them. 

I knitted my brows in confusion and wandered about the living room. Did Liam perhaps pack my luggages? Was that how desperate he wanted me to leave the mansion? 

I swallowed hard, my emotions choking me. But taking a good look at these luggages, they weren't mine so who owns these luggages? I was still pondering on these until I heard a woman's laughter erupt from upstairs, coming from the direction of my matrimonial room. 

Did Liam already bring a woman home? A slight bitter scoff escaped as I quickly sauntered upstairs and my instincts were right! Liam was busy eating his mistress out! He had never done that to me all the time we were married, he claimed it was disgusting but he was happily flicking his tongue on her clit, causing her to erupt into a fit of giggles and laughter.

The tears I had managed to suck up came lingering around my eyes once again as I stood in front of my door and watched Liam having the fun time of his life with his mistress in my matrimonial bed. 

They hadn't noticed my presence since they were so engrossed into it. 

“Oh….Liam, this feels so damn good….. keep going…..…..” She moaned, clutching her hands tightly on his hair. They were both naked as Liam reached out his hands and squeezed her breasts. 

Tears slipped through my cheeks….why did I ever think I could save my marriage with this man? So those luggages was for his mistress? That was how desperate he wanted me out of his life. 

I didn't want to cry out loudly because I'm already miserable enough. I slowly wiped my reddedend and puffy eyes as I called out his name. 

“Liam…..” I muttered, my voice cracking a bit. Liam paused his activities and slowly whirled around to see me at the door. He made a pout with his lips as his mistress slowly pulled back with an unfazed expression, using the duvet to cover her naked body.  

“The divorce papers are on the table. I already signed mine so I'm legally a single man” Liam muttered casually with a shrug like I had been a nobody. It had been this easy for him to write me off after two years of committed marriage. After two years of doing whatever he wanted, including being a housewife. Now, he gets to bring his mistress home and do the things he couldn't do with me while I was stricken with an incurable disease that would lead me to dying soon. 

Indeed, being a kind person never pays. 

“Is that all that matters? Is that how badly you have wanted to bring in your mistress?” I asked. I know I seemed miserable but I had to fucking ask him. 

“Oh come on, Keira. I told you about the divorce. I no longer love you or perhaps I never did. Just sign the divorce papers. I included your alimony too. So this shouldn't be a case right? For the peace of everyone, just sign the divorce papers and go away.” He muttered with a cold tone and turned to his mistress, slowly pulling down the duvet.

“I was quite busy before you stepped in, Keira. You could keep standing if you are interested in watching” He snickered, pulling down the duvet completely and revealing his mistress's naked body once more, leaving me feeling so dismissed and small. 

How could Liam do this to me! I can't believe this was the same man that claimed so much love for me in the past!

His mistress erupted into another laughter when he grabbed her breasts. They were treating me like I didn't exist. Those scoundrels! I'm trying so hard to control my tears but I can't! 

They streamed down uncontrollably while Liam and his mistress were doing their deeds. Two years of being a good and committed wife and this is all I get. Liam suddenly started requesting for divorce and I thought I could save this marriage or even tie him down with a pregnancy. So stupid of me to have hoped! 

I had only six months to live, this was the time I needed Liam the most yet he abandoned me, he cheated on me and cared less about my emotions. 

Watching how happy Liam was while indulging with his mistress, I couldn't help but conclude that I had been so stupid over the years. While I'm even wasting my tears for this stupid man when I had limited time left. 

I vigorously wiped my tears and angrily walked out. I had so many mixed emotions lurching inside of me.. they were too many that I felt like I was going to explode. I walked straight to the fridge and got a bucket of water. Liam hurt me way more than I can imagine. Maybe murdering him and his mistress then finishing up with my already dead body would be better! 

My whole body was vibrating in anger, frustration,pain, sadness. I didn't know what to feel anymore as I carried the bucket of water and sauntered upstairs and while Liam was still busy eating his mistress out, I poured the bucket of water in their direction as it splashed over their body, soaking them wet. They flinched instantly, jumping out of the bed in shock but the damage had been done. 

“Keira!” Liam yelled, wiping off the ones on his face. 

“You are an asshole! And I don't fucking need your alimony!” I snickered with a firm voice and angrily dropped the buckets. I walked straight to the table and signed the divorce papers. I turned and with a heavy glare and sauntered out of the room, leaving Liam and his mistress shivering with their mouths hanging open in shock.