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The Mistake Painful

The Mistake Painful

Raihana Monib

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One relationship was ruined because of a one-night mistake. "You are my wish to the Father, I pray that He grants you to me." That was my only prayer, but this is not the situation I wanted. I never intended to ruin a relationship, nor did I want to hurt another person. What happened in the past was unexpected, and now, here I am, facing the consequences of my actions. I'm married to a man who does not love me, and who never will, because he only sees me as a friend. "Wait for the love you deserve," as people often say. That's why all I can do is pray and dream that someday, the love I give him will be returned. Actually, I am his legal wife, but I let him do whatever he wants with his life. I also allow him to continue his relationship with the woman he loves, the one he's cared for from the very beginning. I'm not a martyr-I just want everything to be okay, and I don't want any conflict because I've accepted that this is the fate that's been given to me. We are not bound by love, and I've come to terms with that. I accept our situation, and I understand that we are married only on paper, even though we live under the same roof. I do my duties as a wife, like serving him. I learned to cook because of him, though I can tell he doesn't really eat what I prepare. Life is bitter, but this is who I am. I keep trying, trying to make things work between us, to make everything okay, just like when we were young, because we used to be friends. "Have you eaten?" I asked, seeing him drinking coffee in the dining area, focused on his laptop. I gave a bitter smile, already expecting no answer from him because who am I to deserve his attention? I took a deep breath; he didn't even glance at me. I don't have a contagious disease, yet he treats me as if I have leprosy. "Have you spoken to your father?" he asked emotionlessly, closing his laptop with a thud. "I-I told him," I stammered, bowing my head. "Good," he said and stood up. I watched him walk away without saying anything, then started cleaning the dining area. I noticed him stop, so I also paused, and he turned to face me. "Don't expect me to come home during the weekdays. Don't wait for me on the weekends either," he said seriously. All I could do was nod in agreement to avoid further conflict in our family. I endure this life even though it hurts because I'm the one to blame, and I'm the one who understands, so I carry the burden. "When we're at the camp, Psalm, just ignore me because they don't know we're married on paper," he said irritably and turned away. "I'm sorry," I called out, trying to apologize. My hands trembled as I held his hands with both of mine. "I-I'm sorry," I repeated. He sighed deeply and pulled his hands away from mine. "Your sorry won't change the situation, Psalm!" he replied angrily. "I-I love... you," I said bravely, though my voice was shaky. "But you don't own me," he replied coldly. I took a step forward to face him, but when our eyes met, I quickly looked away, playing with my wedding ring. "What do I have to do for you to forgive me?" I asked. "My freedom!" he answered shortly. "And please, stop wearing that ring because we're not lovers." "As you wish." "Do everything you can to earn my forgiveness!" were his last words before he left without saying goodbye. I exhaled deeply and cried. His request may be unclear, but I promise to find a way to give him the freedom he asks for. Even though I love him deeply, I'm willing to sacrifice for his happiness. "Being in love with someone who no longer loves you is the most painful feeling in the world," I whispered, wiping my tears before running to my room, where I cried my heart out. I let out all the pain through my tears. I released all my frustrations. I screamed and threw whatever I could get my hands on because, no matter how much I break down here, no one would hear me. "A-Ah... it hurts!" I cried out in frustration, burying my face in a pillow to calm myself down because there was no one else to comfort me but me. I got up and looked at the picture of us on our wedding day. I stared at Llishan's face, where you could see the forced smile on his lips. I stood and walked towards the picture, gently caressing his face. "I hope that one day I'll wake up, and the pain I carry will be gone." "I hope that one day this pretending will end. It's hard, but I hope that one day you'll have your freedom, baby, and I hope I'll be able to give you what you're asking for when I'm finally tired." This is the truth I'm standing on! I am Princess Psalm Jaxeen De-Gracia, and he is Mc Llishan Sanchez.

Chapter 1 my first love

Chapter I

Princess Psalm Jaxeen's POV

"Daddy!" I called out as I ran towards him. He stopped walking and waited for me.

"Yes, (my child)?" he asked, putting an arm around me as we walked together into the hospital.

"Can we talk about what happened between Llishan and me, Daddy?" I asked, my voice hesitant. He stopped and looked at me, making me instinctively bow my head. Daddy knows how much I love Mc Llishan.

"What about it?" he asked seriously.

"It's been a year, Daddy, and nothing has changed," I complained. I wasn't happy because the man I love isn't happy being with me.

"You're a woman, Princess Psalm, and something happened between you two. He has to take responsibility. Is that so hard to understand?" he said sternly.

"But, Dad..." I started to protest, but he shook his head.

"No more 'buts'!" he warned.

"Daddy, let's just let him go. I'll move on," I pleaded, but he kept walking, ignoring me.

"Daddy!"

"Daddy!" I ran after him. He shook his head again, not wanting me to be at a disadvantage simply because I'm a woman.

"Please, Daddy!" I begged, following him wherever he went.

"I'm begging you, Daddy... Help me because... he's hurting."

"P-Please... Daddy?" I stammered, still trying to convince him. He finally stopped and looked at me with concern. No parent wants to see their child in pain, I thought.

My daddy is my first love, and I love him dearly. He raised me with unconditional love, and I can see his concern as a father in his eyes. I'm lucky to have him, and I wouldn't ask for more.

"Alright, fine," he said, relenting, which made me smile because I could now give my husband what he wanted.

"I'll give him his freedom, but they'll have to forget that the name 'De-Gracia' was ever associated with them," he added, leaving me speechless.

"Once is enough for a wise person, my dear daughter," he said as he patted my right shoulder. I sighed because I knew I couldn't persuade my daddy about Llishan's wishes. This was one thing I didn't like about the situation between us-my father's friendship with Llishan's father was nearly ruined because Daddy insisted that Llishan take responsibility. Mc Llishan agreed to marry me, even though it was against his will.

"Alright, Dad," I replied, giving him a kiss and a tight hug. He hugged me back and kissed my forehead, making me close my eyes.

"Take care, anak. Always remember that we love you!" he said. I no longer have a driver since Bella, my lively friend, is no longer with me. I've learned to do things on my own now.

"Bye, Daddy. I love you too!" I said as I turned away from him. I heard him call back, so I turned again and blew him a flying kiss.

Today, our team is offering a free check-up at the PNP camp, as our Medical Team is under contract to serve as their doctors before they undergo training, especially for the new recruits.

I freshened up, applying some makeup so I wouldn't look pale. I brushed my shoulder-length hair and tied it up, knowing it would get hot later in the hall. I smiled, checked my reflection in the mirror, and put on some perfume.

I grabbed my lab gown, removed my wedding ring from my finger, and got out of the car. I was wearing a V-neck sleeveless tank tucked into high-waisted pants, just the way I like it-comfortable, yet stylish.

"Doctora De-Gracia?" someone called from behind, making me turn.

"Captain De Jesus?" I greeted with a smile, nodding at him.

"You look great!" he said in admiration as he walked towards me.

"Thanks," I replied with a slight smile.

I put on my lab gown, and we walked together to the training hall, which was also where he needed to go. I could already see my colleagues setting up the equipment, and it seemed I was the only one they were waiting for. Other officers were busy, with some already lining up while others were completing their forms.

"Sorry for being late," I apologized to my team.

"It's fine, we understand," Dr. Henry, the head of our team, kindly replied.

A few minutes later, we began our work, particularly checking the officers' health status, both internal and external, especially regarding their skin.

We all know that skin is the largest organ of the body, and for men in uniform, it's essential to keep it in good condition. Various skin conditions, like Lichen Simplex Chronicus, Urticaria, and itching, can affect their performance. As doctors, we provide them with the necessary treatments. There were quite a few of them, so we didn't notice the time passing.

I love my profession because it makes me happy to help others. My back was soaked with sweat due to the heat, and the hall was packed to its capacity, making it hard for air to circulate. But I didn't mind, as our job was to serve people, and everything was organized despite the heat.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand. I think they forgot to bring the stand fan, which made it even hotter. Someone placed a bottle of water beside me, but I was too busy filling out a police officer's form to notice.

"Doctora, water?" Captain De Jesus offered, making me look up.

I smiled and nodded, as I was already parched, barely able to swallow. He opened the bottle and handed it to me like a true gentleman. I put down my stethoscope and took the water he offered, drinking it gratefully.

"Thank you!" I said softly afterward.

"You're welcome," he replied with a smile and a playful wink before walking away. I didn't pay much attention to him as I focused on my work again.

"On vacation, is your girlfriend?" I overheard Captain De Jesus ask someone, but I ignored it and stayed focused on my task.

"She went home to Siargao."

I recognized that voice. I wasn't sure how long he had been there, but I began to sweat more. I took a deep breath, remembering what he had said before: that I should ignore him whenever we're in camp. So, I quickly finished what I was writing and got back to work.

Once we were done, I placed my stethoscope around my neck and took another sip of water, looking for some fresh air. Dr. Henry approached me, wiping sweat from his forehead with a smile.

I hurriedly left the office where we had eaten when I heard my name being called, so I turned around. I was no longer wearing my lab gown because I was about to go home.

"Yes, Captain?" I asked De Jesus, who had called me. Don't tell me he took his dad's joke about us going on a date seriously.

"Major Sanchez wants to talk to you," he said, frowning. But of course, being the soft person that I am, I waited for him outside.

"Follow me to my office!" he commanded sternly, walking past me, so I followed him.

We've been under contract with the PNP as their medical team for a long time, but I've never been to Mc's office because I knew I wasn't welcome, and I already knew the reason. I entered his office but didn't sit in front of his desk yet because he hadn't invited me to, and it would be embarrassing if I took the initiative.

"Have a seat," he commanded seriously, so I quickly sat down.

"Thank you, Major," I replied. We still have to remain professional in all matters.

"Next time, if you have a free medical session here, don't wear a V-neck sleeveless top," he scolded me. I glanced at my outfit because it wasn't inappropriate, and it suited me.

"I was wearing my lab gown," I said seriously.

"Don't argue. You don't have a large enough chest to wear something like that. No one here will find you attractive because it doesn't suit you," he retorted. My eyes widened at what he said. Mind your own business, I thought, but he just gave me a stern look.

"Wear a t-shirt next time. There are plenty at home," he said without much enthusiasm.

"Fine," I agreed, standing up.

"We'll talk at home," he added, but I didn't respond because I knew he wouldn't come home.

"I'll be going now," I said goodbye, glancing at a picture of him and AZ. I ignored the pain it caused because what could I do? I had to accept it and pretend like everything was fine, even though nothing would change.

I quickly headed to my car and went to see AJ. I'd check on him and hang out there for a while.

FLASHBACK...

I don't know what happened. I just woke up one day, and I had destroyed a relationship that I didn't mean to.

I woke up with someone lying on top of me, and I was shocked to see that the person I had always dreamed of was beside me. I moved slightly and winced because I felt pain in the center of my body, and my whole body ached too. I couldn't remember much, but I was happy, of course.

"Yes, he got me... He loves me," I said excitedly, getting up slowly. I walked with a limp and headed to my walk-in closet with a smile on my face. I couldn't believe what had happened between us. It felt so good that I smiled while searching for a t-shirt to wear. I decided to take a picture of Mc Llishan while he was sleeping.

I'll take Llishan's picture while he's sleeping, I thought as I left the room. This will be my proof, so I quickly transferred the photo to my laptop. I wasn't satisfied with just that, so I sent it to my dad's email account. I messaged him, saying that something had happened between me and Mc Llishan and that he loved me, even though that wasn't true.

I headed to the kitchen to cook us breakfast because I was so happy. I couldn't stop smiling while cooking. I also made coffee because my head hurt from the drinking the night before. I tried to remember, but I couldn't, so I just let it go, as my mind said. I saw him head to the

To Be Continued.....

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