Before It Sinks In (Revised)

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It was a lazy afternoon when the ghost from Freen's past have finally caught up with her.

Freen's heart pounded as she saw Becky approaching her garden. She hadn't seen her ex-wife in so long, and now Becky was standing before her, visibly pregnant and wearing a vulnerable expression on her face.

She didn't even have the time to react because the girl ran to her fast, giving her the tightest hug while crying on her shoulder.

Minutes after, Becky was the one who pushed them apart, trying to fix her composure. She can't let her emotions take over, they have a lot to talk about.

"Freen," Becky began, her voice quivering, "we need to talk."

Freen couldn't hide her shock. "Becky, what are you doing here? And... are you... I mean, you're... pregnant?"

Becky nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. "Yes, Freen. I'm pregnant, and I needed to find you, to talk to you."

Freen felt a whirlwind of emotions. Memories of their tumultuous marriage flooded back, along with the hurtful words and actions that had driven them apart. She had spent months trying to move on and heal from that painful chapter of her life, and now it was all crashing back in front of her.

Becky continued, her voice trembling with emotion. "Freen, you don't know just how long I've waited for this moment. I have been looking for you since you left. I can't believe you're finally here in front of me. I've spent so many nights regretting all the things I said and did to you. I've been longing for you, missing you, and realizing how wrong I was. I also realized how much I love during you're absence. I have loved you for so long. I just too dumb to admit it to myself. And even when you left, I never stopped loving you, and I can't bear the thought of losing you forever."

Freen's eyes welled up with tears. This was not the Becky she had known during their marriage. This was a Becky who seemed genuinely sorry and vulnerable, the Becky of their childhood.

Becky reached out to touch Freen's hand, her fingers trembling. "I'm so sorry, Freen. I know I hurt you deeply, and I don't expect you to forgive me easily, if at all. But I'm begging you for another chance, a chance to make things right, to show you how much you mean to me."

Freen was torn. Her heart was still healing, and she had formed new connections in the village, particularly with Prim and Bright. She had started to find happiness again, and the unexpected return of Becky and her pregnancy had thrown her into confusion. Why did she have to look for me, when she obviously have moved on? What is this? Does she expect us to be back to being best friends and ask me to be her child's godmother? What does she need from me?

But right now, she knows she cannot talk to her yet. All the emotions she felt at the moment is just too suffocating.

"I... I need time," Freen finally whispered, her voice filled with uncertainty. "I need time to sort out my feelings first. I don't think I can talk to you yet."

Visible pain was reflected on the younger girl's eyes, but still, Becky nodded, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I understand, Freen. I'll give you all the time you need. Just know that I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make amends and to win back your trust."

As Becky walked away hesitantly, leaving Freen standing alone with her emotions in turmoil, Freen knew that she was facing one of the most difficult decisions of her life. Becky have once again broken down the walls she had so difficultly made, in just a snap. The depth of emotion in Becky's plea had left her reeling, especially as she saw the girl wiping the continuous tears in her eyes as she left. It seems like, she still holds a big part of her heart.