unfolding truths

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"here, take this." freen hands over a can of beer to mew who accepts it.


"thanks." he opens the can and sips from it, wincing after. "damn. you really gave me a good lip cut with your punches."


freen chuckles. "i am a veteran, in case you have forgotten."


mew chuckles. "right."


"do you need me to get the medkit again?"


"no. i'm fine now. how about you, is your nose still bleeding?"


"nope. all good now."


mew nods a few times and then turns his attention back to the city view in front of them. "becky's right. you have a pleasant view from here."


freen opens her can, bends over to the railing, and drinks. "she never told me that."


"she told me that night she came here. says you have a cool balcony."


freen smiles.


"she was... extra sweet that night to me, you know..." says mew in a way freen knows he's ready to spill something. "exerting extra effort to provide real-time updates. i don't have issues with her going here. you were injured after you saved our kid. going here to take care of you is the right thing to do."


"but her actions that night got me thinking," he continues. "she was over-communicating to the point i find it odd. is she masking something underneath that sweetness? is she trying to give me the impression she's no longer in love with you when in fact, she still does?"


freen eyes her beer can and wipes the dew with her thumb. this conversation is making her feel guilty at some point.


"i never mentioned that to her." mew sips from his can. "besides, she's exerting too much effort to make it up with me, leaving no room for any doubts."


freen drinks her beer too, silently listening.


"becky's an admirable woman. really. a woman of her word." mew huffs. "despite our fights and the challenges we are facing, she never gave up on me. she was never willing to throw in the towel even if i wanted to."


freen looks at the doctor. "what do you mean?"


"i've been talking to her about getting a divorce since two years ago."


"what?" freen's eyebrows furrows. "please tell me you're not cheating on her otherwise i'll really kill you now."


"i'm not! i wouldn't do something like that to her. not to her." mew went silent. "she doesn't deserve that."


"then why divorce her?"


he looks at his can and exhales. "she's in pain, and it's because of you and me." he looks at freen. "i am the only reason she hasn't begged on her knees for you to come back to her yet."

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