The sun blazed down, casting a golden hue over the beach. Alex stood a few steps behind me, the black bikini contrasting sharply with her sun-kissed skin. Her golden hair glistened under the sunlight, and her piercing blue eyes peered over the top of her sunglasses, focused intently on me. There was a visible hint of unease in her gaze.
Despite her usual stubborn and confident demeanor, she looked out of place and vulnerable. Her posture was rigid, the tell-tale sign of her inner struggle. She was here to apologize, but the words seemed to catch in her throat, leaving her unusually hesitant and stammering for the right thing to say.
Hi, shall we chat? she says.
About what you want to chat Alexandra? i drawn circles on sand with the stick
She paused, taking a deep breath to steady herself. "I want to apologize," she finally managed to say, her voice firm but shaky. "I should've been more honest with you about how I felt, and I realize now that I never meant for things to go this far." Her gaze remained fixed on the horizon, a mix of pain and determination etched across her features. "Please believe me when I say that even though things are complicated right now, I still want us to work through this together."
There was an unspoken plea in her eyes, one that begged for understanding and forgiveness. Her vulnerability made it difficult for NIco to maintain his distance, despite the hurt he felt.
"And now you don't want them? When things get complicated. When i find the truth that you have another man in your life even if you are married to me not even month" i sighs "The vows we made was nothing to you i supusse"
"No, that's not it," she said quickly, her voice wavering. "It's just... different with him. It feels real in a way it never did with you." Her expression twisted into a grimace as the words left her mouth. "I'm so sorry for hurting you like this, NIco. I never meant to, and if there was any other way to make things right..."
She trailed off, looking down at the sand in front of her feet, the anger and resentment clear in every line of her body. Even though she knew it would only push him further away, part of her couldn't help but hope that he'd understand and try to work through this with her.
"Then if it feels real with him in a way it never did with me. What are you doing here?" i spit on sand "Sent me divorce papers and we can go our ways"
She winced at his words, knowing he was right but unable to deny the truth within herself as well. "I came because I couldn't bear the thought of losing you," she said quietly, her voice shaking slightly despite her efforts to remain strong. "I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, and maybe we can't be together anymore... but a part of me still wants to try." Her gaze remained fixed on the horizon, avoiding eye contact with him. "Maybe we could start over somewhere else, away from everything that happened here? Just the two of us?"
“Hah, you want to start over? And a sentence ago you said that what you have with him is real, not like it is with me" I look at the horizon, hiding tears "And what will you leave him now when he is supposedly better to you than I am?"
"You're right," she admitted, her voice little more than a whisper. "It is different with him... but it's not about that." She turned to face NIco, eyes filled with tears. "It's about us. About the connection we used to have before all of this happened. I know things are messed up right now, but I can't bear the thought of losing you too. I don't want to walk away from our life together without trying to make it work."
Her words were filled with a desperate plea for understanding and another chance, even though she knew there was no guarantee that he would forgive her. "Please, NIco," she said, reaching out a shaking hand to touch his arm. "Give me a sign... just one small thing to tell me that you'll at least consider giving us a chance."
“And who broke our connection? I? What have I done to you to make you seek happiness and something else?” I look at her over my shoulder
Tears streamed down her face as she watched his reaction, pain etched across every feature. She took a shaky breath and reached out to wipe away one of the tears that had spilled over onto his cheek. "I'm sorry for hurting you," she whispered hoarsely. "But I need you to understand that it wasn't just about us. It was never just about us."
She paused, searching for the right words before continuing. "When we first met, there was a spark between us. But as time went on... I realized there were things missing too. Things that I couldn't quite put my finger on until it was too late." She swallowed hard, her voice wavering. "I thought maybe if I could find those things with someone else... well, it would help me understand myself better, and maybe even make us stronger together."
She offered a tentative smile, hoping he wouldn't see through the weakness beneath it. "But looking back now... all I can think about is how much I love you, and how much I want to try and fix this. If there's any chance that we could find our way back to each other..." Her voice trailed off as she searched his eyes for some sign of hope or forgiveness.
"And what you gonna do with that other guy huh?" i look at her
"It's complicated," she murmured, looking away again. "He means something to me too... but I know that I love you more. If there was a way to make things work with the three of us..." Her voice drifted off as she trailed off into her own thoughts. The idea seemed impossible and yet, in the context of their honeymoon and everything they had shared, it didn't entirely seem out of the question either. "I just want to try," she said finally, meeting his gaze once more. "If there's any way we can find a way through this together, as a family..."
Her words hung in the air between them, heavy with unspoken longing and regret. It was clear that the thought of losing NIco had forced her to confront feelings and desires she hadn't fully acknowledged before now. The possibility of having both men in her life seemed as much a fantasy as it did an impossibility, but for this moment, she would hold onto the hope that they could somehow find a way to make things work.
"You are delusional to think i would get myself into some twisted three way" i throw the stick into ocean "I would never share my wife with anyone. But you are not my wife anymore right?"
Her heart sank at his words, but she couldn't deny the truth in them. "No," she whispered, looking down at her hands clenched into fists against her side. "You're right." She hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "I just... don't want to lose you too, NIco. Not when we had something so real and special together once."
There was another long silence as she struggled to find the words to express what she felt without sounding desperate or delusional. "I know I don't deserve your forgiveness," she said finally, her voice trembling. "But if there's any chance we can salvage our relationship... if you could just give me that, at least..." She trailed off, hoping he would understand the depth of her emotions.
"To applicate for chance to redeem yourself. You need to break things with him" i say firm and cold "But well i don't see you will be able to do that"
She closed her eyes, feeling a mixture of anger and defeat welling up inside her. "You're right," she muttered bitterly. "It was stupid of me to even think you could forgive him." With that, she turned on her heel and walked away from the beach, leaving NIco standing there alone with his own thoughts and conflicting emotions. The sand rustled beneath her feet as she made her way back toward their hotel room, every step weighing heavily upon her heart.
In the distance, the sound of waves crashing against the shore served as a haunting reminder of everything that had been lost and everything that still hung in the balance. As Alex walked, she wondered if there was any way to salvage what was left of their relationship, or if they had truly crossed an uncrossable line. She knew she loved NIco, but the connection with her other lover lingered like a ghost, refusing to be ignored or exorcised from her heart.
Whatever decision she made would have far-reaching consequences; there was no going back now. With every step, she steeled herself for what was to come, hoping that somehow, some way, they could find a path forward together despite the impossible situation in which they now found themselves.
I didn't return to our room until the next morning without telling her that I wasn't going to show up last night as she suspected. Already slightly cold and starting to sober up from the alcohol I drank during the night, I went to the toilet and started running water into the bathtub. I didn't say a word to her at first but feel her gaze on me "What you want something to say? Yes i got wasted with alcohol and i don't regret it" i hicup "And why arw you here? Your lover is lonku for sure" i mumbel
Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of him, clearly more than a little worse for wear after his night out. "What did you expect me to do?" she asked, her voice edged with anger and frustration. "Just leave you here alone? I thought we were still married."
She paused, struggling to maintain her composure. "But if that's what you want..." She turned away from him, crossing her arms over her chest and looking out the window. Despite her words, she couldn't bring herself to leave him like this; not when there was still a chance for them to sort things out.
"Married we was married indeed but on our honeymoon someone died that cheating is good. And if i remember correctly the vows of married people was a part of being faithful" i chek water temperature in bathtub with hand
She flinched at his words, feeling a fresh stab of guilt and shame. "I know," she said quietly. "And I'm so sorry for hurting you like this." She hesitated before continuing, "But I don't want to lose us. Us together. If there's any chance we can work through this..."
Her voice trailed off, and she turned back toward him, searching his face for any sign of understanding or hope.
"And what you would throw away that guy you meet for saving our marriage?" i smile weakly "He better than i. That what you said"
"It's not like that," she protested, her voice tight with emotion. "I don't want to lose either of you. I just want... I need us all to be happy." Her eyes welled up with tears as she struggled to find the right words. "Please, NIco, don't push me away. Let's try and work through this together."
She moved toward him, her hands reaching out almost instinctively toward his face, as if seeking some sort of reassurance. Despite everything that had happened, she still loved him deeply; the thought of losing him forever was almost too much to bear.
"And i already told you. You had to choose me or him that my last word" i look at her "And i'm sorry but i need to wash myself" i start undressing to naked body in front of her eyes
She fought back the tears as he stripped down, her heart aching at his words. "Please don't do this," she whispered, taking a step closer to him despite his apparent rejection. "We can work through this together." Her voice caught in her throat as she tried to convey the depth of her feelings for him; the certainty that they were stronger as a couple than they would ever be apart.
She reached out to gently touch his bare shoulder, her skin tingling at the contact. "I don't want you to give up on us like this," she said, her voice hoarse with emotion. "We can make it work... we just need some time."
leans towards the side of the bathtub “What does time do? Can you erase the thought of having sex with him from my mind? How do you shout his name? How do you say you feel good?” sob
Her heart wrenched at the pain and anger in his voice, and she fought back her own tears as she moved closer to him. "No," she said softly, shaking her head. "It's not about that. It's about us finding a way to be together again. To love each other like we used to." She paused, hesitating before continuing. "I want you to know that I would never take what we had for granted again. If there's any chance for us..."
She trailed off, her gaze fixed on the floor as she struggled to find the right words. Despite her own desperation and longing, she didn't want to force him into anything; it had to be his choice too. She wanted him to feel safe, secure, and loved... even if that love now came from more than one place. The idea of sharing him was still difficult for her to wrap her mind around, but the possibility of losing him entirely was unbearable.
"Chance for us? You want to have a husband and lover in one house. And that something that i don't practice in" i check water in bathtub with my hand
Her heart sank at his words, but she refused to give up hope. "No, that's not what I want," she insisted, her voice pleading. "I just want us to be together, the three of us... as a family." She paused, searching for the right way to explain her feelings. "We can find a way to make this work; I know we can. We just have to talk, and understand each other's needs and desires."
She reached out to caress his cheek gently, her touch warm and reassuring despite the turmoil within them both. "Please, NIco... let's not give up on us so easily. There has to be a way for us to find happiness together."
"I don't want that!" i raised my voice "What word you don't understand that i wanted only us two?" i splash my face with water from bathtub "That how ee started that what i wanted. No one more"
Her heart ached as she saw the pain and anger in his eyes, but she couldn't bring herself to back down. "I know that's what you wanted, and I appreciate it," she said softly. "But things have changed since then. And I can't pretend like nothing happened any more." She hesitated before continuing, "We need to talk about this, NIco. To figure out a way for all of us to be happy together."
Her hand remained on his cheek, her touch gentle and reassuring despite the tension between them. "Please," she whispered, "let's not do something we'll both regret later."
"Get out" i point to doors "Get out, i want to wash myself and your face don't make it relaxing"
Her shoulders slumped as she reluctantly withdrew her hand, stepping back away from him. Tears welled up in her eyes as she turned toward the door, opening it slowly before disappearing into the hallway outside. The sound of running water filled the bathroom once more as she left NIco alone with his thoughts and conflicting emotions.
Outside their suite, Alex leaned against the wall, feeling a mix of relief and heartache wash over her. She had done all she could to make things right between them; now it was up to NIco to decide what he wanted. As she stood there in the hallway, she couldn't help but wonder if they would ever find their way back to each other, or if this would be the end of everything they had once shared.
Her heart ached at the thought of losing him, even as another part of her longed for the freedom and acceptance she had found with her other lover. The complexity of her feelings left her feeling lost and confused, unsure of where to go from here or what to do next. All she knew was that she still loved NIco, and she would do whatever it took to make him happy... even if it meant letting him go.
I leave the bathroom after an hour and look at her with my empty eyes "Why are you still here? I don't want a threesome relationship. You won't make me accept it. Then go to that better man you found"
"Because I love you, and I don't want to lose you," she replied softly, her voice filled with pain and determination. "And if that means sharing myself with him... then I'll do it. But I want us to find a way to be together, the three of us." She took a step closer to him, reaching out tentatively to touch his arm. "Please, NIco, don't shut me out like this. Let's talk about this. Maybe there's another way."
Her heart ached at the thought of losing him for good; she couldn't bear the idea of never seeing his face again or feeling his touch. But she also knew that she had to try, if only for a chance at preserving some semblance of the life they once shared together.
"I won't back down. You choose one of us and that end of discussion" i look at her "If you don't want that you should go to him and i hope you gonna have good life"
Her eyes misted over with tears as she listened to his words, but she refused to give up hope. "Please, NIco," she whispered, her voice shaking slightly. "Don't make me choose." She wrapped her arms around herself, feeling a wave of desperation and despair wash over her. "Can't we find another way? Can't we work something out?"
Despite the growing sense of hopelessness, she couldn't bring herself to let go of him just yet; not without at least trying everything in her power to save their marriage. But as time passed and their conversation continued, it became increasingly clear that finding a solution would be neither easy nor painless for any of them involved.