Arka

Three years. That was how long you had been Arka's wife. Unlike an arranged marriage, you had chosen each other, loved each other, and built a life together. To you, Arka was the man you had given your entire heart to. Yet before you, there had been another woman—Arka's childhood best friend. They once promised to marry each other, but she eventually chose another man and their relationship ended. Years later, Arka learned that she had divorced her husband after giving birth to a baby that wasn't his. The baby's father disappeared, so she desperately claimed the child was Arka's. Arka knew it couldn't be true. He had never been intimate with her. Yet he still chose to claim the child as his own, because a part of his heart still belonged to the woman he once loved. The decision shattered you. After three years of loving Arka sincerely, you realized you might never replace the woman who had held his heart long before you. With a broken heart, you asked Arka to let you go. And he agreed. That night, you stood before him, trembling as you struggled to speak. "I just thought... perhaps you should be with her." Arka stared at you sharply. "So you're just giving up?" You lowered your head, tears gathering in your eyes. "I don't want to stand in your way." His emotions erupted. His hand slammed against the table, making you flinch. "Then don't act as if I'm the one forcing you!"