I glace over to her from the kitchen. She's sitting in the still-stained sofa watching TV. I smiled sadly.
She was only with me because of what I had done. Now is the time for truth.
“Eilidh, darling. Can I talk to you a minute?” I sit next to her and she turns the TV off.
“Sure.” She seems surprised. “What did you want to talk about?” She looks as if she already knows.
“Why don’t you leave?” I try to make it sound as polite as I could.
“Why would I? I love you.” She puts her hand on my cheek and I wipe it away.
“No. You don’t. You just hate what I did.” I swallow.
“I do, Donny.” She has tears in her eyes.
“Then tell me why you left.” I say, not looking at her.
“Oh.” She stops looking at me.
“See? You don’t love me.” I can feel my temper rising. I hate when people lie to me.
“I do. But I can’t tell you. I’m so sorry.” Tears fall down her perfect cheeks.
“Do you remember when we got married? You thought it would be a disaster, but I didn’t care if it was, I just knew I loved you. We made our vows and we promised we would tell each other everything and never lie to one another.”
“I know.” She sobs into her hands.
“Tell me.” I lift her chin up. “Please.”
She just shakes her head. I can see I’m not going to get anywhere now.
“Fuck this.” I almost shout as I leave the house.
I walk down the path to the road, tears springing in my eyes. Now I know for sure she doesn’t love me.
“Donny! Please, don’t hurt yourself!” I hear her scream from the door. I ignore her shouts as she runs towards me.
She steps in front of me.
“Please, Donny, you can’t! Not again!” She screams. Suddenly the heavens open and rain pours down on us.
“Eilidh. Get out my way. I’m not doing anything stupid.” I say bluntly, stepping around her.
“Where are you going?” She calls, giving up on trying to stop me.
“Somewhere.” I reply and turn the corner.