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CHRISTY:

When you least expected someone, you would meet that someone.

I thought my husband had already gone home like what Poppy had said.

Did Poppy lie to me or was it only because my husband waited for me to step out?

"Kitten...It's you." He looked at my face and down to my body and back to my face again. "I was right. You are only at the bakery shop. W-Why did you have to lie?" he asked, his voice trembling.

His hair was already long and his mustache and stubbles had grown so much as if he was a completely different person. Despite that, he was still beautiful. The very person whom I managed to love.

"I'm not. Y-You're mistaken, Mr." I pretended to fan myself. "You're drunk, Mister."

"I only drank two canned beers, Kitten." He sauntered towards me, but I stepped back.

"What are you doping? Like I said, I am not who you think I am."

His expression turned glassy. "Kitten, please. Tell me what I did to punish you like this. What did I do wrong, Kitten? Why did you leave me