A week has passed since the news of Dad coming out of the coma, and he is now shifted to the normal ward. But he is still under observation, and if everything goes fine with his reports, then we might take him home with us soon.
I’m very happy today that I can stay with my father. I went to Jason’s room to inform him that I’d leave today and would go to my house and live with my dad from now on.
Jason is in his house office with loads of files and documents covering the space of his desk, and for the first time in months, I have seen Jason wearing glasses, and damn, he looks hot. I shook my head. Wait, what the fuck am I thinking?
I’m here to talk with him, not to rate him by his looks. Jason seems so busy at work that I don’t want my heart to disturb him. Standing by the door, all I could do was stare at him and adore his beauty with my eyes. He is wearing a simple white button-down shirt with his sleeves rolled up, flexing his elbows as he works, and glasses over his eyes are just a cherry on top of his features. It suits him very well.
“Are you done?” Jason moved his eyes from his files to mine with a mischievous smile on his face. “I don’t mind your hungry staring, but I can’t focus on work with you being here.”
I was at a loss for words. Damn, I was caught red-handed. “No… I just came to inform you I’ll be leaving this evening.” I said apologetically.
Jason turned his attention from the files to me. “Where?” Jason asked casually, taking off his glasses and placing them on the desk.
“Home, and I’ll be living there from now on with my dad,” I replied, staring at Jason’s face and waiting to see his reaction to my words.
Upon hearing my voice, the atmosphere around the room turned into something else. Jason looked at me with an unreadable emotion on his face. “Why?” Jason’s question hung in the air, filled with curiosity and a hint of concern.
At that moment, I said the first thing that came to mind, “Jason, we are no longer a couple.” I sighed. “And my father will be discharged; soon I want to spend all my time with him.” Jason’s expression shifted from curiosity to surprise, his eyes widening slightly.
Jason stood in his place, standing so close, before me. “What about me and Aria? You’re happy to leave us alone.” I could see the hurt in his eyes as he spoke those words. His voice trembled slightly, revealing a mix of anger and sadness. It was clear that my decision had caught him off guard, and I knew I had to explain myself further.
I took some steps backward, creating some space between us. I can’t think rationally about Jason’s being so close to me. “Jason, even if you don’t leave today, someday I have to leave,” I repeat the same words I always use for my escape.
Jason took a few more steps, sandwiching my body in between the wall and him. “Kiera, I don’t want you to leave.” His voice softened, and I could see the desperation in his eyes. He reached out to touch my arm gently, pleading with me to reconsider. “I can’t imagine my life without you,” he whispered, his voice filled with vulnerability.
I pushed Jason on his chest, creating some space between us. “But you can’t stop me. Jason, we’re divorced, and why are you forgetting that we made this decision for our own good? You can’t force me to stay here with her.” I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart.
Jason sighed, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes. “I’m not forcing you, and I’ll never, ever force you. But I’m begging you; don’t leave me.” His plea tugged at my heartstrings, and I could see the pain etched on his face.
“But… someday I have to,” I said, turning my back to leave.
Jason grasped my hand, turned my head towards him, and stared deep into my eyes before saying the words I had never expected to hear from Jason’s mouth. “Give me one chance to prove myself. Kiera…”
“Prove what?” I asked, confused and curious.
Jason took a deep breath, his voice filled with determination. “Prove that I can be the partner you deserve, that I can make you happy, and that I can support your dreams. Just give me the opportunity to show you.” His words lingered in the air, leaving me torn between my doubts and the love I still felt for him.
“I can’t hide it anymore,” Jason said with a sigh. “I’m sorry for hiding my feelings from you all this time, Kiera, but… I love you.” My heart skipped a beat as his confession hung in the air.
“Shut up!” I shouted, not trusting my ears, and pushed Jason, wanting to get away from him as much as possible.
I then took some deep breaths, trying to control my emotions. Jason’s eyes were focused on me, and his mouth doesn’t break a single word. But his eyes were watching me like a hawk.
“Jason, thank you for your help all this time, but please don’t repeat the words that you don’t mean from your heart,” I said as I calmed down a bit and tried to find the right words to respond. The room fell silent as I struggled to process his unexpected confession. “Tell Aria that I’ll miss her and am sorry, but I can’t continue our relationship when you’ve got different motives in your mind.” I turned my back to leave.
“Kiera,” I heard Jason’s voice from my back, but I didn’t turn back to look at him. I know if I look back now, I might never leave again. I’m a mess. I might look good from the outside. But if he digs deeper into me, he will know more about the mess than hiding behind the well-built shell of a good human being that I show the world.
The first day in this house with Jason was bad, but slowly, as time passed, I started to like the house and the people in it. I don’t know how or when, but slowly the liking started to grow as I started to learn more and more about Jason and his life, mostly about Aria. And that is why I’m leaving, even though I don’t want to. Jason is as broken as I am, and that is why my decision to leave is more important. For Jason and Aria to be happy, I can’t stay here, ruining their lives with sadness in my heart. They need someone far better than me. I’m nothing but a hollow shell that is a mess inside. What Jason and Aria need is a lively person who can bring happiness to their lives.
Two broken people can’t live a life as a whole. That’s what life has taught me so far, and so it’s the truth.