I asked Antonio out to talk. I called him three times before he finally agreed.
We knew each other too well.
If I hadn’t asked to meet in private, there might still be a chance for us to be together. Now, he knew it wouldn’t happen.
“You won’t be with me even for our daughter’s sake?” Antonio asked humbly. It irritated me.
“Antonio, first of all, I’m a human being. Then, I’m a mother.
“I’ll do anything for my daughter if I want to.”
I scarcely thought about our past in the past few years, much less what happened between him and Amber.
But right now, to make him give up, I had to reopen the scar and feel the unbearable pain all over again.
Stirring my coffee, I asked faintly, “Antonio, I remember you never drink anything strangers offer.”
I looked up and surveyed him. “Why did you drink the wine Amber brought you?”
Antonio clenched his hands suddenly, his lips trembling uncontrollably.
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