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August 3rd, 2018
Glasses clatter as my coworker raise our drinks. Yet another crushed divorce case. Once again I ripped an unfaithful husband to pieces: leaving him without money, without a house, and without hope. I never thought that I out of all people would have so many pleasure in breaking marriages ― I guess it’s just more fun to break people apart rather than uniting them.
Perhaps after being cheated on so many times and enduring it endlessly, I realized that all man lie - and all man cheat. And I just wanted some revenge, and for a revenge, you need a weapon, but I wanted one with style, without causing actual bloodshed. A little a shiny knife that cuts to the quick.
So I went to Law School.
Years of studying hard and diligently, and a broken heart later, I graduated with a motto:
Make law and not war. Because law is twice as hardcore.
In my office, I saw all sort of ‘perfect’ partners cheating on their spouses: for every romantic dinner, scented lavender candles, Tiffany’s sweet talks there is at least one lie. “To Yoona” I hear them, with a smile filled with triumph, and drink after the drink the time passed and I had to go back to my house and it’s only when I get there, to the empty rooms that it strikes me ― I’m a lonely being.
No matter how tough I’m in court, no matter how many husbands I can chase away, I still feel lonely in an empty bed at night. I used to have dreams before, of waking up next to someone that cherished and cared for me, having breakfast together, showering with the same body wash so we can both smell like vanilla and strawberries. All those things that constitute a lovers’ routine are alien for me.
Some nights I drown myself in my favorite beverage, other nights I decide to be more adventurous and grab one of his Cuban cigars. I try to watch the television but the horrible things that happen to women force me to turn it off. And just as I try to place the remote back to where belongs, I see the newspaper with our faces over it, the title ‘A wedding that came straight out of a book’ and fake smiles with fake signs of romance.
I’m living a luxurious lie, but maybe that’s what gives me the strength to make others do differently from me.
★ 𝒯𝐻𝐸 𝒲𝒪𝐿𝐹 is a closed, literate, alternate universe KRP that focuses on the lives of Fables – individuals who are the characters of fairytales, storybooks, myths, folktales and legends – as they try to survive in New York City. Partake in the adventure as your most beloved characters fall into the depths and grits of life as a Mundy (the word for humans); betray each other’s trust and do whatever they deem necessary to survive the concrete jungle. Now tell me…𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝒻𝓇𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝒾𝑔 𝒷𝒶𝒹 𝓌𝑜𝓁𝒻?
