I was so exhausted to leave the apartment. I just want to lay on my bed all day long. The thoughts about our complicated relationship tormented me all night that's why I woke up late this morning. I can't even move an inch to take a bath and clean my house because of tiredness. After our little conversation yesterday, I wonder if I would give in for a second time to his sweet words and comforts. I may sound shameless, but I have still the right to be loved by someone. I leaned forward and lightly slapped my face gradually for my craziness.

"Am I still going to show my anger, despite his efforts and confession?" I thought, calming myself. I got up from bed and went straight to the bathroom to take a bath when my phone rang. I'm thinking about him but found an unregistered number on the screen. I answered my phone and began to wonder why she called me. Yes, it's Veronica. She said she wanted to meet to talk about an important matter. I replied yes, still wondering what could it be. Her voice appeared to be excited but calmed. I hurriedly took my bath and dressed in a cocktail yellow outfit, then went ahead to where we meet. I'm twenty minutes early when I arrived at some luxurious restaurant in the city. I called her on the phone about my arrival and she said she was waiting for me on the second floor. It was already past lunchtime so I felt hungry. I immediately went upstairs and found her sitting with guests around her. I thought it was just the two of us but I saw many people were already there, drinking wine as if celebrating something.

"Let's welcome, the woman who stole my husband," she stood up and announced my arrival in front of them without remorse when she saw me. I froze with such embarrassment, I couldn't react to her accusations. They began to murmur slander words at me, without even doubting her words.

"Ah, in addition to that, let me tell you some shocking news," she laughed like a crazy woman, but still held her composure, "did you know that this woman is a prostitute? How cunning, right!" She was more pleased to see me in a terrible situation. They all stared at me in disgust, but I am more disgusted with myself, realizing their words were true. My eyes started to burst into tears, trying to calm myself before leaving this miserable moment but someone stopped me. Someone entered and I saw him with his concerned face. I was glad because I thought I am all alone at that moment but he came unannounced.

"Veronica!" He yelled and all of them looked from behind me.

"Nathan, my dear, you came at last. Come here, father waited to see you," she commanded him still standing in front of the crowd, wearing her sophisticated aura. Nathan's face was angry while he walked toward me, but suddenly Veronica stopped him as she announced about canceling the divorce. All were happy to hear it and gave their sympathy to her. Nathan, on the other hand, was stunned. He immediately confronts Veronica while grabbing her arms calmly to avoid trouble, trying to drag her away from the crowd but she was able to get through it and continued her announcement.

"The truth is, dad, friends, ladies, and gentlemen, we still love each other especially now that I'm pregnant, right Nathan?" She gave him a sharp look while her father was surprised by the news and suddenly came close to them and hug them both. They all congratulated the two while I was confused about what happened. Nathan was also confused, stunned. I was shocked by her words, "she is pregnant!" I thought to myself while trying to find a grip. I don't want to watch them any longer so I hurriedly ran away from them, crying desperately. I hailed a taxi and went home directly as I lay down on my bed. I was foolish and naive. I hugged myself while blaming my idiocy. He didn't tell me that she is pregnant. I now understand, that no one will ever accept and love me truly for loving me as a prostitute is just an illusion.