212- ÎN YOUR IMAGINATION 2/3 I felt a pang in my heart at her words, but I couldn’t give up. “I know I’ve made mistakes. But I apologized, didn’t I? Why won’t you just come back to me?” “Come back to you?” She chuckled. “Can you even hear yourself right now? Like, are you stupid, or what? Don’t you know the weight of those words of yours? Luke, I suggest you give up on this. Cause we’re never getting back together.” “You’re still my wife, Ariel. But please don’t give up on us. We can work through this together.” “Us?” She laughed again. “Please don’t say that. There is no us, and I’m your wife only in your imagination.” “We’re not divorced, remember?” “I do remember. But I can’t come back to you. And I can’t even get close to you to give you some divorce papers. You just got to know that it’s over between the both of us. You can keep living in the past.” She wanted to enter her car, but I held her hand, telling her to hold on. But she quickly kneeled my balls, causing me to let go of her. “I hope you enjoyed that,” she stated bitterly. She had already made up her mind. Without saying another word, she got into her car and drove away, leaving me on the ground. I lay there, feeling lost and defeated. I had thought that by confessing my love for her, everything would magically fall back into place. But no, it didn’t. The pain just became more intense and exhilarating than ever. After some minutes, I leisurely got to my feet, feeling empty and alone. I did my best, but she wasn’t on this. ready to accept. I didn’t even know what to do again. But trust me, I wasn’t going to give up I sat outside my mansion, staring at the stars in the sky. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of peace and calmness wash over me. I always found solace in the night sky; it was like my own personal therapist. “Luke, what are you doing out here all alone?” My aunt Mariam’s voice Broke through my thoughts, and I turned to see her standing beside me. “I’m just enjoying the view,” I replied, not wanting to share my thoughts with her. She sat down next to me, her eyes scanning the stars as well. We sat in silence for a few minutes. before she spoke again. “Something is bothering you, isn’t it?” she asked, her tone gentle. I didn’t want to tell her; we had never been close. She was always the rude aunt, while I was the rebellious and careless nephew. Everything had never been ideal, and you were well aware of the state of my relationship with this woman. But tonight, I felt a sudden urge to confide in someone. “It’s Ariel,” I finally admitted, the words tumbling out of my mouth before I could stop them. 213 IN YOUR WANGINATION “What about her?” Mariam asked I sighed, not knowing where in start–1 told there are eater and wow the rejected may pleas to return to me. “I don’t even know what to do right now,” I said, driving, my bed through my brake. Mariam placed a comforting hand on my shoulder “Luke, don’t pre up on her the tories you” I gave her a surprised look, not expecting her to say these words, the bad nem been ungentore of our relationship, always finding something to criticize. But what the heat? “But she refused to even listen to me,” I protested. “Give her time, Luke. She needs to process everything and come to terms with what happened. Par I have no doubt that she will come back to you, just remember, take, true love always finds a way.” I gaped at her. “Hold on a minute. Are you sure you’re a sleep talking! Because this is really weird and surprising.” Mariam laughed. “I understand you, Luke, But sometimes, you don’t have to be crued.” “Oh, okay, I get it,” I said with a nod, setting my eyes on the sky. We didn’t say anything to each other again, but it was quite great to see that this woman had some sense today. It was actually a miracle,