One Last Week

"Oh? So you're home early. And what I mean on early is that you literally came home early in the morning" a certain woman said in a calm tone yet a bit of anger can be sensed in her voice.

"Don't scold me, I'm tired" Clifford said coldly as he went straight to their bedroom.

"I'm not scolding you! I'm just ---"

"Stop it Lexilia! I don't want to argue with you!" he said that made her stop. She knew that when he called her by her name, he is mad. Tears then swelled on the sides of her brown eyes that made him quite guilty.

"You know how our business works right Lexi? I... I'm tired because there's a lot of work that is needed to be done this week" he said half lying about it. He didn't heard her response, instead he heard her sniffed.

"Lexi…" he called but she only looked at him straight in the eyes which he can't read for her eyes were dull.

"T-Tell me" Lexilia whispered coldly in a crack voice but since they were the only person in their house and there is this silence between them, he heard what she said so clearly.

"T-Tell you what?" he asked out of confusion, somehow feeling nervous by her cold voice.

"Tss, don't play dumb on me Cliff. You know what I'm talking about" she said wiping the tears that has been forming on her eyes.

"You'll think I'll ask you if I know what you're talking about?!" he asked sarcastically.

"Feel what?"

"Damn!"

"Hey! Don't cuss you woman!" he yelled which she ignored.

"Tell me what's wrong with me Cliff" she asked as tears formed on her eyes once more that made Clifford taken a back from his actions.

"There's nothing wrong with you, L-Love" he said, voice shattering when he used their endearment for the first time for the last who knows months.

"Cliff… Could you please be honest to me…? Please" Lexilia pleadingly asked and when she didn't hear any response she continued.

"C-Cliff? D-Do… Do you still l-love me?" she asked that caught him off guard.

'Do I still love her' he questioned himself 'Probably not, he wouldn't get a mistress if he still have feelings for her, right?'

"I-I…"

"Cliff, if you still love me then please tell me. And tell me what's wrong so that we could fix this… But if not, please still tell it to me as well. I want an honest answer because I don't want you to feed me with lies" she cried.

Seeing his wife cry in front of him made his heart torn into pieces. He wanted to say he still loves her, but what she asked from him was the truth and that wasn't the truth.

Now that she's asking the truth and only the truth, this means no more lies. And now he'll tell the truth and his intentions.

"Lexi… Spending five whole years with you was so ---"

"Please tell me if you still love me or not already. Don't make me suffer for more" she pleaded "Just a simple yes or no will answer my question"

"N-No, I-I don't… I don't love you anymore" he said in a low voice but loud enough for his wife to hear.

"O-Oh… T-Then w-why didn't you told me e-earlier? D-Do you really w-want me to f-figure it out on m-my own and a-asked you about it?" she asked cheeks flushed for crying a lot.

"Lexi… I-I'm sorry, I-I really am. I tried to love you again like the way I used to love you years ago, but I can't. You see the sparks are gone" he explained then sigh.

"Lexi… Since it's not working for us anymore… L-Let's divorce" he said that made Lexilia look at him, pain was written all over her eyes and face.

"I-Is that what you really w-wanted?" she asked in a broken voice while he just looked away.

"I'm asking you!" she yelled.

"Y-Yes! That's what I wanted to! You heard it right! Let's divorce!" he yelled though he felt a big lump on his throat while saying those words.

Lexilia on the other hand just smiled at him bitterly as tears kept on falling off her eyes, even if she wiped it over and over again, tears were still streaming down her eyes.

"I-If that's what y-you wanted. T-Then I'll a-agree with you" she said.

'See! Elaine was right! She also has a lover! Maybe what she'd let you see was just an act… A pure act' his thoughts shouted.

"T-Thank you very m-much for the five y-years Cliff, t-thank you" she said "But do you mind if I ask you a little favour?"

"What is it?"

"Please let me be your wife for one last week. Please… Just one last week…"