Chapter 2: Memories

I hurriedly grabbed my things and then I followed Lucas just as he had just entered his car.

"Honey, wait!" I caught my breath when I stopped. I was about to speak again when he got ahead of me.

"By the way, Dianna..."

"I can't drive you through your work because I have something important to go to." My shoulder fell down as I sighed for the second time in a few minutes.

"H-Huh? You can pass me by like you used to do or even do that first, after all I'm not in a hurry." He picked up his key and momentarily removed his arms that were resting on the steering wheel of the car.

"Dianna, you have your own car. You're just putting me into hassle. It's not bad to drive yourself sometimes," he said when he opened her mouth as if to protest again. My gaze dropped, my feet pulled back from his car. I pretended not to be hurt.

"Ah, you're right! That's actually a good idea. It's been a long time since I went with you because you prefer to pick me up."

"Alright, be careful. Chat me later when you arrive at your work." I smiled at him, I was about to put my feet up to touch him with a kiss, but he closed the window of his car and drove away without even saying a final goodbye to me. I was deep in thought when Chelsea, my friend and co-worker, greeted me.

"Oh, your husband didn't drive you again?" I nodded to him.

"Because he still needs to go through something, maybe one of his clients." We walked towards my office.

"No, Dianna! Your husband makes excuses like that! Maybe that's not a client." I put my bag down on the table and then passed my face in front of the mirror for a moment and then I looked at Chelsea again.

"What do you mean, Chelsea?" He sat on one of the sofas here.

"Don't make yourself a fool, Dianna! Don't you notice anything strange? I mean, we're women, Dianna. You're the one who told me that in the past few weeks Lucas has been cold towards you."

"What if—" I cut her off, I don't want to think that my husband is having an affair. I try to put it out of my mind, because as a wife I have a responsibility to understand him.

Although its been weeks since he turned to be so distant with me. I am aware about what kind of work he has. He's the CEO of an influential company, so it makes sense for him to be in charge of the many works and projects. His work is important enough. I can't imagine a woman being involved with him.

"I don't want to overthink, Chelsea. I also have a job, so I understand Lucas. He's just really busy."

"If you really love someone Dianna you will find time for her." I stared at the mirror beside me.

"By the way, you have some documents that need to be signed, I'll leave them here for now because I still need to finish something." I nodded to him and then sat down. Before he finally left my office, he looked at me again.

"Dianna, don't trust too much. Not because a man marries you, you will have the assurance that you will be the one until the end." I thought for a moment, but in the end I turned the swivel chair.

"Time is running, Chelsea. Start doing your work," I promised and just then I heard the door close. My breathing became deep.

I started at the view through the window, a panorama of buildings and trees, the sky above blue like a canvas of paint. Using my right hand I grabbed a bottle of water from the coffee table next to me. I took a small sip, then put the cap back onto the bottle with force.

I closed my eyes and remembered the past, when we were still in high school, the same way our paths crossed and eventually we fell in love with each other.

I was an ambitious sophomore student at that time, I had big dreams and a lot of determination to succeed. My heart beat faster as I thought about how Lucas and I first met.

It's actually funny to think, how it turned out to be a fairytale beginning. I was just rushing through my class that time with so many paperworks on my hands, until I saw him sitting on the bleachers with his best friend Anton, he laughed, and my world suddenly stopped, I mean literally, because I got stocked on how cute the guy he is, especially when our eyes met and he smiled at me, causing me to forget how late I am on my first class.

It wasn't until our worlds got closer that in my next year in high school we became classmates, he confessed to me and started dating me.

I could say that our courtship days were one of the most unforgettable moments in my life. I think I am the luckiest girl in the world every time I remember, how he took care of me and loved me.

With my new breath, I opened my eyes and a deep sadness filled my chest.

I'm longing for what we used to be as a couple, maybe because I really feel how other things between us are starting to change. I missed our late-night talks, the way he gave me his sweet kisses. It's just a good feeling to look back on the times where we dreamed together for our future.

I think I will never get tired of repeating in my mind all the promises we made to each other, that no one can stop our love, that no matter what kind of problems we go through, our strong bond will not be broken.

Even so, despite the joy I also have an undisguised fear in my feelings. Afraid that I can't determine if it's right to feel.