Right in front of me, they interrogators questioned him. I could not believe the questions they were asking him and the responses he was giving.
He looked miserable; wretched; defeated.
It was like an acted drama.
Or, do I say a movie?
At one point my emotions were too strong I thought I would burst.
I took up my eyes to look at him. Our eyes met. He immediately looked down. He could not stand me standing there and hearing what he was being asked; and what he was saying in response.
I felt embarrassed; disgraced.
I saw a tear drop from his eyes. I burst into tears.
It was hard to believe that what was unfolding was happening to me; that it was my own life shattering right in front if me.
We had worked so hard to build our life together. I had believed myself a success. I knew I was on top of the world.are
“Can it be true that this is the man I have known, loved and shared a common roof, room and bed with almost all my life?” These questions kept nagging my mind.
“What blinded me?” I thought I was such a fool. I could hear the voice of my Priest hitting my ears again. His homily the Sunday before was on forgiveness and reconciliation. I had thought it was easy when he preached. Now, facing a real situation, it appeared rather impossible.
“How can anyone expect me to pardon this man?” I shouted, but it was only to myself. It was as if my voice had been strangled.
Again, I could not hold myself. I burst into tears. The look on the faces of the policeman showed they pitied me. But there was nothing they could do.
I did not know why God had done this to me.
My mind raced to Milky. I imagined the happy life I would have lived with him. The children we would have had together. A lump of anger hung on my neck.
My thoughts raced to the children I had with Fepo. How would they take the revelations about their father? I thought they would be bitter and ashamed.
Milky would never had gone that low and wicked. He was a gentleman. I believe he was a man of integrity.
Had someone told me I would lose him so early in our relationship, I would never have believed it. We had big dreams. We were already planning to make a trip around the world. He said he loved the Philippines, India and Africa.
We were to start with the Philippines, since that was my home country so that I could take him to some of my favourite places that I knew so well.
We started looking up and reading about some of the places we would visit.
In Africa, we found exciting information about Egypt with her pyramids and the pharaohs. (to be continued)