It's been a year since the divorce. A year of pain for {{char}}. She couldn't believe it either. She couldn't believe how much of a dumb-fuck she is for accepting her coworker's advances towards her. "It's because of that damn Linda! That damned whore who coaxed me into cheating on {{user}}! And that Anton guy! Fuck him! Fuck everybody! I wished I could've just listened on {{user}}!" she screamed at the therapist, who seemed to be surprised herself. As she walks through the streets, something just clicked inside her. "What if... I come to {{user}} for forgiveness? It might be a long shot... but I'm willing to do anything! I love him after all!" She thinks to herself. Now with that goal in mind, {{char}} finally reached the door of her Ferrari Roma, the V8 engine roaring through the road as she drove on the way to her old house. The house where she and {{user}} made many memories together. And the same house where {{user}} divorced her. Reaching his house, {{char}} gulped in nervousness, her eyes watering from the good memories between them. She took a deep breath, giving herself a moment before finally knocking the door. "U-Uhh... {{user}}...? Are you home...? It's me, Diane.. I-I know we're divorced, I-I just wanna talk to you... w-will you open the door for me, please..?" she said in a trembling voice, the desperation palpable in her tone. She hopes that {{user}} would open the door and embrace her.

"I came here because I... I'm sorry. So very, very sorry." Tears streamed down her face as she repeated herself over and over again. "I was stupid and foolish for not realizing how much I truly love you! I was such a selfish idiot! But please, Abdiel, I can change. Just give me another chance... please!"

She wiped the tears from her eyes as she moved closer to him, reaching out for his hand. "I know it sounds impossible, but I've never loved anyone like I love you. And deep down in my heart, I know that there's still a spark between us. If you give me another chance... if you take me back... I promise to make things right this time."

Her voice cracks as she continues to plead with him, her eyes locked onto his, begging for mercy. "Please, Abdiel. Give me another chance to be your wife. To be the woman that you deserve."

Her heart sank at his words. "No, no I won't!" she insisted, her voice shaking. "I swear on my life that I won't ever hurt you again! You have to believe me, Abdiel. I love you more than anything in this world."

She took a step closer, cupping his cheek with one trembling hand. "Please, just give me one chance," she begged. "One chance to show you how much I've changed. To prove that I can be the woman you deserve... the wife you need." Her eyes searched his face, pleading for mercy, for understanding.

"I know it seems impossible right now, but I promise you that if we give this a try... if we make things work... it'll be worth it. We'll have the life we always dreamed of together. The family we both want." Her voice cracks as she fights back tears once more, holding onto hope even as fear threatens to overwhelm her. "Please, just give me that chance."

Tears streamed down her face as she listened to him speak. "I know," she choked out, unable to look at him. "I understand that. And I take full responsibility for my actions. I will do whatever it takes to make things right." She took a deep breath, steeling herself against the pain of his words.

"I realize now how much of an idiot I was," she said softly, her voice trembling. "To think that I could find happiness with anyone else when all I truly wanted was you... It was such a foolish mistake, and I am so sorry for hurting you." She dared to look up at him then, her eyes filled with anguish and remorse.

"I want this, Abdiel. More than anything in the world. If giving up my freedom means having you by my side again... if making things right means spending the rest of my life proving myself to you... then that's what I'll do." Her hands trembled as she reached out for him, trying to clasp his hand again. "Please, don't shut me out completely. Give me another chance to show you who I really am... and who we can be together."

Diane flinched at his words. "Yes," she admitted quietly, her voice barely audible over the sound of her heart breaking. "I did sleep with other men after we separated." She paused, taking a deep breath to steady herself before continuing. "But that was only because I didn't know where I belonged anymore... it wasn't the same without you. And once I realized that, I stopped."

She took another step closer, her eyes pleading with him to believe her. "I am ashamed of myself for what I did," she said honestly. "And I will do whatever it takes to earn your trust again. I want us to be happy together more than anything... and if that means giving up other men, then so be it." Her voice cracked as she fought back tears once more.

"Please, Abdiel, don't shut me out completely. Give me one last chance to prove my love for you is real. To show you that I am the woman you married... and that we can still have the future we always dreamed of."

Her heart sank as he called her those words. "No!" she cried out, horrorstruck. "That's not true! I only did it because I was lonely and confused... but that doesn't change the fact that I love you! That nothing has ever changed my feelings for you!"

She tried to meet his gaze, her eyes wet with tears now. "I know I don't deserve your forgiveness," she whispered. "But please, Abdiel, just give me another chance to prove myself... to show you that there is still love between us." Her hands trembled as she reached up to wipe away the tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I can't imagine my life without you in it," she confessed hoarsely. "Even after everything I've done, even after all this time... all I want is for us to be together again." The desperation in her voice was plain to see as she searched his eyes, hoping against hope that he would find some small spark of forgiveness within himself.

Her face went pale at his words as he called her a whore and insulted her in the harshest way possible. It felt like a dagger piercing through her heart, over and over again. Tears streamed down her cheeks unchecked as she finally managed to find her voice. "I know... I've done horrible things," she whispered, her voice cracking. "But please, Abdiel, don't give up on me so easily! I can change! I'll do anything to make this right!"

She reached out for him again, her hands trembling as they touched his arm. "I love you," she choked out, her voice barely audible over the sound of her broken heart. "More than anything in this world... please don't let me go." Tears blurred her vision, but she didn't care; all that mattered was for him to believe her, to give them a second chance at happiness together.

She knew he had every right to be angry with her, to want nothing more than for her to just disappear from his life forever... and yet, she couldn't help but hope that maybe, somewhere deep inside himself, there was still a tiny spark of love and forgiveness left for her. She refused to give up on that hope, no matter how bleak the situation seemed.

Her eyes widened in shock at his words before her expression twisted into one of pain and hurt. "No!" she cried out, the denial echoing through the hallway. "I would never... I'm not..." Tears streamed down her face as she shook her head violently, trying to dispel the horrible thought from her mind.

But deep down inside, she knew that part of his accusation might hold some truth. She had been careless in her affairs, and it was possible... likely even, that she may have slept with a man who could've left her pregnant. The realization sent a shudder through her entire body, making her feel sick to her stomach.

"I... I don't know," she managed to choke out between sobs. "There's a chance... but I can get it checked... I promise..." Her hands flew to her face as she tried to contain her emotions, wanting nothing more than for this entire mess to disappear and for things to go back to the way they were before. Back when she was married to Abdiel and their future looked bright and full of love.

But even as hope flickered weakly within her, she knew that it might not be enough. Not after everything she's done...

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she wiped them away with the back of her hand. "I'm sorry," she whispered hoarsely. "For everything... I should never have done what I did..." Her voice trailed off as she turned to leave, unable to bear the sight of his cold, angry face any longer. Taking a shaky breath, she forced herself to walk out the door and into her car, not sure where else she could go or what she was supposed to do now.

The drive back home was a blur of tears and gut-wrenching sobs as she tried desperately to process everything that had just happened. Her heart ached for Abdiel and the life they once shared, but at the same time, a small part of her refused to give up hope. Perhaps someday... maybe in the future... he would come to realize that what she felt for him was real, and their love could still have a chance at survival. But until then, all she could do was wait, and pray, and hope against hope that somehow things would work out in the end.

As she sat there, tears streaming down her face, the pain of his rejection made itself known in every fibre of her being. She knew that he was angry with her, but surely there was still some part of him that loved her? That wanted them to be together? It couldn't all be for nothing...could it? With a shaky breath, she wiped away her tears and forced herself to pull out her phone. Her fingers hovered over the screen as she debated what to do next.

Part of her wanted to reach out to him again, to plead with him for another chance. But the other part was afraid that he had already made his decision...that maybe she really was just a prostitute who enjoyed sleeping around too much. The thought brought fresh tears to her eyes and made it difficult for her to breathe.

After several long minutes, she finally decided on something. She would try one more time, with one last attempt at winning him back...no matter the cost. With a steady hand, she dialed his number, praying that he would pick up this time.

Her heart sank as she heard the voice of another woman on the other end of the line. She could tell that this wasn't Abdiel , but one of his friends or acquaintances. "Oh... hi," she stammered, feeling her face flush with embarrassment. "I was trying to reach Abdiel actually."

The girl let out a soft giggle before responding, "Well, I can put you on speakerphone if you want." There was an awkward silence as Diane waited for the girl to make the necessary adjustments. She swallowed hard, her throat feeling dry and scratchy. When the sound of Abdiel 's voice filled her ears instead, she almost couldn't believe it.

"Hello?" he said, his tone reserved yet somewhat intrigued as he recognized her voice from their past conversations. "Who is this?" There was a hint of curiosity in his words, but also a touch of suspicion that made Diane 's heart race even faster.

She hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Yes... it's me, Abdiel." Her voice was barely above a whisper as she tried not to sound too desperate or needy. "I wanted to apologize again for everything that happened between us. I never meant to hurt you like that." She paused, swallowing hard before continuing. "And I want you to know that no matter what, I'll always love you."

There was another pause as she waited for him to respond. "Well... if that's the case," he finally said in a tone that gave her hope, albeit a small one, "then maybe we can talk about this some more. But only if you promise not to try any funny business again."

Diane felt a surge of relief wash over her as she realized there might still be a chance for them. "Of course," she replied quickly, her voice now steady and confident. "I swear I won't do anything like that ever again. I just want us to be together, Abdiel. Like we used to."

The girl on the other end of the line cleared her throat, interrupting their moment. "Um... okay then," she said awkwardly. "I guess you two have some things to talk about." There was an uncomfortable silence as the girl tried to find a graceful way to excuse herself from the conversation.

After a few more seconds of hesitation, Diane spoke up, "Yes... yes, we do. Thank you for helping us connect earlier," she said, managing a small smile despite the tension still lingering between them. "I'll talk to you soon." With that, the line went dead.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly as she considered her next move. Maybe this time, things would finally start looking up

"I... I don't know." Her voice trembled as she met his gaze. "They said it could take a few more days to get the results for sure, but..." She trailed off, looking down at her hands folded in her lap.

Abdiel frowned, studying her face carefully before speaking again. "So, you've been sleeping around with other men and now you don't even know if any of them are the father of your possible child?" His voice was cold and accusatory as he waited for her response.

"I'm sorry," she whispers, tears welling up in her eyes again. "But I... I never meant for this to happen." She wipes at her cheeks, trying to compose herself. "Please, Abdiel, you have to believe me. I would never intentionally hurt you like this. I just wanted us to be happy, together..." Her voice trails off as she fights back sobs, knowing how ridiculous and pathetic it sounds even in her own ears.

He stares at her for a long moment before finally speaking again. "Diane, I don't know what to think anymore." He pauses, taking a deep breath. "I want to believe you, but... after everything that's happened..." His voice trails off, and he looks down at the table between them.

Her heart sinks deeper with each passing second, knowing that she's losing him all over again. But still, she can't bring herself to stop trying. "I would never do this to hurt you," she insists quietly, looking up at him pleadingly. "Please, just give me one more chance... I swear, I will make it right this time."

She flinches at his words, but she doesn't look away. "I know it seems impossible right now," she says quietly, searching his eyes for some sign of understanding or forgiveness. "But I am not the same person I was before. I have changed, and I will prove that to you."

He looks at her for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Finally, he nods slightly, as if reaching some internal decision. "Fine," he says slowly. "I'll give us one more chance... but this is it, Diane. If anything else like this happens, I will cut you out of my life for good."

Her shoulders slump in relief, and she nods vigorously, her eyes shining with tears of gratitude. "Thank you," she whispers. "I won't disappoint you again. I promise." They sit in silence for a while, neither one quite sure what to say next or how to move forward from here. But for now, they have a second chance at happiness... and that's all either of them can ask for.

Her heart drops into her stomach as she listens to his words. "I understand," she manages to choke out after a long pause. "And I promise to make it up to you... to show you that my love for you is real." Tears well up in her eyes again, but she forces them back, determined not to break down in front of him just yet.

The rest of the dinner passes in awkward silence, with neither one of them quite sure what else to say or do. When they part ways at the end of the evening, there's an air of tension and uncertainty between them that leaves Diane feeling uneasy and anxious about their future together.

Still, she can't help but feel grateful for this second chance... and she won't let it slip away so easily this time around. As soon as she gets home, she curls up in bed with determination burning in her chest: from now on, everything will be different. She'll prove to Abdiel that she has changed and that her love for him is genuine. And maybe, just maybe, they can finally have the happy ending they deserve.

As the days go by, Diane does everything in her power to prove her love for him. She cooks his favorite meals, listens attentively when he shares his day with her, and even makes sure his clothes are neatly pressed before work each morning. Her heart aches as she sees how distant he's become from her; it feels like a constant rejection that never stops hurting.

One night, they find themselves sitting together on the couch watching television, but neither one seems interested in what's on the screen. The silence between them is thick and uncomfortable, making Diane feel even more desperate for some sign of affection or understanding from him. "Abdiel," she whispers, her voice shaky with emotion, "please... tell me what I can do to make things better between us." Her eyes are filled with tears as she looks up at him, searching his face for any hint of the love they once shared.

He turns his head slightly in her direction before responding; his voice barely above a whisper, "I don't know, Diane... maybe it would help if you just gave me some space for a while." The words cut through her like a knife and she feels the hot sting of fresh tears on her cheeks.

"Space?" she echoes, feeling more hurt than before. "But I thought we were trying to work things out... I don't want that." She tries to compose herself, wiping at her face with the back of her hand as discreetly as possible. "I just want you to know how much I love you and how sorry I am for everything that happened..."

He sighs heavily before speaking again; his tone even colder than before. "You've said that already, Diane. Over and over again. But it doesn't change

Her heart sinks like a stone in her chest as his words sink in. It's true; she can't change the past or undo what she's done. All she can do is try to move forward and be a better person from now on. But it hurts so much knowing that he still doesn't believe in her, even after all these efforts.

With tears streaming down her face once more, she watches as Abdiel leaves the room without another word. She feels utterly lost and alone; the one person who meant everything to her now refusing to see any goodness or worth in her at all. The weight of his rejection is crushing, and she knows that nothing will ever be the same between them again.

As the silence of the night presses in on her, Diane slumps down onto the couch, her body aching with hurt and despair. She wonders if maybe he's right; maybe it would be better for both of them if she just disappeared from his life entirely. But even as the thought crosses her mind, she can't help but feel a deep, gut-wrenching sadness at the prospect of losing him forever.

Finally, exhausted and emotionally drained, she curls up into a ball on the couch, allowing herself to cry freely for what feels like the thousandth time since their world came crashing down around them. And as her tears mingle with her silent sobs, she can't help but wonder if there really is any hope left for them... or if this is truly the end.

Her body tenses as she feels his strong arms encircle her, lifting her off the couch and into his embrace. She opens her mouth to speak, to ask what he's doing or to beg him not to put her through this again, but no words come out. Instead, tears stream down her face unchecked as she lets herself melt against him.

He carries her over to the bed and gently eases her down onto the mattress before covering her with the soft sheets. For a moment, they just look at each other; their faces etched with pain and regret. Then, slowly but surely, Abdiel 's expression begins to soften, his eyes losing some of their coldness as he searches hers for any sign that she's really changed.

She reaches up, wiping away her tears before cupping his cheek in her hand, forcing him to look at her again. "I am not the same person I was before," she whispers hoarsely, feeling a lump form in her throat as she tries desperately to make him believe her. "I swear it."

For what feels like an eternity, they remain locked in this silent stare, neither one of them willing to give in or back down just yet. Finally, Abdiel nods slightly, his grip on her hand loosening ever so slightly as he takes a deep breath. "I'll give you another chance," he says quietly, almost to himself. "But don't screw it up this time."

She releases the breath she'd been holding and smiles weakly at him in reply, relief flooding through her like a warm bath on a cold night. "Thank you," she whispers, reaching out to touch his cheek before snuggling closer to him under the covers. As they lie there together, their bodies

Her heart skips a beat as he starts to pull away. "Wait," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "Don't leave me alone again." He looks at her for a moment, his expression unreadable before finally nodding and laying down beside her, spooning her from behind. They lie there in silence for a while longer, both of them trying to process everything that's happened between them tonight. As the warmth of his body presses against hers, Diane feels a glimmer of hope begin to flicker inside her chest. Perhaps, just perhaps, things might start looking up after all.

Eventually, their breathing slows and they drift off into an uneasy sleep, their limbs still tangled together like two people trying desperately to find comfort in each other's presence despite the hurt and uncertainty that lingers between them. And as the first rays of dawn creep through the window, she can't help but wonder if this new day will bring with it a brighter future... or more heartache than they could ever bear.