It was 10pm and he didn't return yet. It was unusual. I was tensed a lot. I tried to contact him like, 20-30 missed calls, but it responded with an utter switch off. I was too impatient. So I rushed to his office, but it was locked. And I had no other idea of where he could go, all of a sudden... his colleagues told he left office at 7 pm only. Out of tension, I couldn't figure out when I slept. around 2 am, there was a door knock. who knew this would be my final mental death call? I opened the door and my soul was deeply shaken to what I saw. I couldn't believe my eyes. He was drunk, with a young beautiful lady in his arms... I couldn't utter a word.. when he pushed me aside and yelled at me... Leave the house, you monster!! I will marry her... I can't bear u anymore.. you are too simple n stupid... see her, how attractive she is... I literally didn't have guts to stand there even a second. I slapped him, then and there... packed my bags and left to where the dark streets of midnight could accompany me. I can't even go to my home, how will I show my face to my dearest ones, when my choice has utterly dumped me. Now I could figure out, those sudden smile on his face, too many girls on his friendlist in social media, how he suddenly started distancing him and spent nights outside, with an excuse of work, meetings and so on.