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It was raining outside, I could still hear the rumbles of thunder through the extremely loud music playing from the basement. Jace had company over, as always.

If I can remember correctly, I had just finished my cup of herbal tea and was about to wash my favorite teal mug out until I heard the screaming from a man's mouth from downstairs.

Startled, I dropped the cup.

I watched it shatter into a million and one pieces.

My eyes watered, it was my late great grandmother's mug. It was the very last thing I had of hers, and it was shattered.

Again, some more screams accompanied by laughter came from the basement. I took a deep breath in and finally cleaned up the pieces from the mug, whimpering a little when I threw them away.

Half of me wanted to storm down to the basement and cuss out my husband and all his friends, and honestly, that's what I should have did.

But of course I had to be childish- and a bit petty.

I walked up to our bedroom and before I knew it, I washed my husband's signed basketball jersey. I can't remember who had signed it, I just knew he loved that thing.

I immediately felt bad though, but the damage was done. I knew I was wrong.

I let my feelings get the best of me, so I called my assistant and had him to find another jersey signed by the same person, no matter the price.

I threw the jersey in the closet and prepared for the yelling and screaming my husband was gonna do later when he found out.

Sooner or later, his friends left. He walked up to our room and immediately spotted the empty frame I had set back on the wall.

"Where's my jersey?"

"Washed it" I said

"WASHED IT?" He exclaimed

"Yeah, I'm sorry. You were screaming earlier and it made me drop my favorite mug and I-"

"MY JERSEY WAS WORTH SOMETHING, THAT MUG WAS JUST A GIFT FROM A DEAD WOMAN!" He yelled straight to my face.

And maybe I was dramatic, but I cried. Screamed. Punched. Kicked. And left that house.

Maybe it was my fault. It was, wasn't it?

But no matter, it was already done.

And I often wonder what would have happened if didn't leave the house that day, but what did happen put me in the situation I'm in now.

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