Don't Want to Split

Chapter 22 - A Scarry Thing

'Forgive me for being able to tell you this time. But I don't want to leave the world with the truth.'

'I'm really sorry for what I did with your mother.'

'After you know this truth, then I can sleep in peace.'

The echoes of that voice re-emerged in his memory.

The memories he had been suppressing were strong - powerful now re-emerged to the surface in a more sinister form, as if haunting him wherever he went. The voice of regret and despair continued to follow him, making Zefanya must immediately do something before this mistake deepened.

"Mrs Halley?"

"Huh?"

Zefanya. His breathing hunted with its eyes widened as his body jolted.

"Mrs, Mrs Halley?"

Zefanya turned her head when she realized that the one who called her was not Ezra. Right now his feelings are messy and he doesn't want to meet anyone.

Robert's doctor came to check on his health. This time, Sandra's doctor came and this was definitely at Ezra's request. It seems Ezra deliberately asked the doctor who had handled her psychic condition after the accident because her husband knew how Zefanya felt safe and comfortable telling a story with doctor Sandra.

Doctor Sandra unlicensedly took out a chair and pulled it to the bedside. Then he sat there.

"What are you doing here?" zefanya asked, even though she knew the real reason why her doctor had come to visit. But that was the only sentence that came to his head at the moment.

"You've made your husband very panicked, madam" said Sandra's doctor. His tone was more like a rebuke. "You locked the bathroom and there was no sound for a while. Your husband took the initiative to break into the bathroom and found you unconscious. He was worried that such a condition would continue into a coma. Just like before."

Unknowingly Zefanya shuddered in horror. Feelings of regret and sadness came back to him. Regretting for making his best man again anxious. But on the other hand, he was also sad to remember all that had befallen their relationship. The feeling weakens his body, making all his joints so powerless.

"About seven to eight in the evening, your husband called Dr. Robert who was coming here. Do you know what Mr Ezra was doing back then?"

"How's it?" zefanya asked with a trembling voice.

"The mental condition is very bad."

Zefanya regretted asking Ezra's condition, should without asking him know how anxious Ezra every time he was sick. Avoiding the sharp gaze of Doctor Sandra, Zefanya could only look down deeply.

For a moment they were silent. Unable to master his own feelings, Zefanya finally asked back.

"Is Ezra okay now?"

"How do you think?"

A great stone pierced Zephaniah's heart, heavy and tight. He inhaled a lot of air - a lot before pouring out his heart to doctor Sandra.

"Doctor, I can't stay here much longer. Ezra let me out of the hospital on one condition, which is that I have to give him thirty days to live together under one roof."

"Then?"

"If at the end of that time, I still want a divorce then he won't stand in my way."

"But?"

"Because you don't like children. To you they are just troublesome little creatures. And you can't live up to that condition because it's not just Ezra you're dealing with but also a pair of twins. What's that what you mean?"

"No! Of course not!" zefanya's protest was spontaneous without realizing that Sandra's doctor was asking her a trick question.

"Oh, unfortunately, such a presumption is being imprinted in the mind of your husband, Madam" said doctor Sandra with a face full of sympathy. "Mr Ezra said that you wouldn't even look at his favorite son's face."

Dr. Sandra is a professional psychologist, and she knows how to lure Zefanya out of her shell. The young woman in front of him cut and jumped down from her bed. Doctor Sandra's eyes followed her to where her patient had gone. Zefanya stood on the window sill while staring at the lake against the background of green trees. The beautiful scenery, unfortunately, was not enough to calm Zefanya's restless heart.

His eyes were fixed on the green color out there, but what was seen in his eyes was precisely the face of Ezra who was frustrated every time facing his final behavior - this end. Defense's collapsed. He could no longer bear to reveal everything that was on his mind.

Cold sweat came out on his forehead. Zefanya tried to relax herself. For a moment he closed his eyes, took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. Doctor Sandra stood nearby, observing Zefanya unblinkingly, waiting until Zefanya's nervousness subsided.

Once enough was felt, Zefanya turned around and faced doctor Sandra.

"I-I'm afraid to see them." said Zefanya, implied a deep sense of pain as she confessed her true feelings.

"Why?"

Zefanya laboriously swallowed saliva, pain in his throat so he could not say - words. It was only his eyes that stared at Sandra's doctet with an indescribable glare.

"Is it because those two cute babies remind you of them? Is it because their faces are so similar to yours?" doctor Sandra's fishing rod.

"Absolutely not!" zefanya's objection was full of emotion.

Louisa is so much like her but I don't know Louis. He fainted before he could see his son.

Doctor Sandra did not say anything more, but her shady eyes made Zefanya slowly feel calm. The look in those eyes invites Zefanya to let go of all the burdens of her mind.

"I was afraid that they would grow up and become like Ezra's father."

Doctor Sandra's forehead frowned. "Ezra's father was the grandfather of the twins. Isn't it normal, some grandpa's traits are down on his granddaughter?"

"No. no. You won't understand." murmured Zefanya.

His hands began to tremble, he walked back and forth to expel his uneasiness. Doctor Sandra approached and hugged him to calm down.

"I understand, Dear."

"No!"

"Yes, I'll try to understand."

"Oh, God! Promise me to keep this a secret to anyone. You must hold your oath of office properly! Promise me." sue Zefanya mercilessly.

"Do you know that I'm one of the best psychologists in the country?"

Zefanya hesitated.

"Yes. I promise you that every little thing you say will be guaranteed confidentiality." continued Dr. Sandra with great confidence.