~{DAMION'S POV}~
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"Do you think I don't know what I'm saying? She's my wife! Look at the ring on my finger, I'm married to Arleen!" I angrily stated the obvious but no one wanted to believe me and it was frustrating.
"Mr Damion, please drop the knife."
"Drop the knife? Why? I want to see my wife! Where is Arleen!" I refused to let him decide what I should do.
And while holding the knife to my wrist, I kept searching for Arleen with my eyes, hoping she was just around.
How could she be married to someone else?
"WHY! WHY!!! I GAVE HER EVERYTHING AND YET SHE HAD TO GO TO ANOTHER MAN!" I yelled and it startled everyone present in that room.
I could already feel the tears in my eyes due to how much I was hurt.
Did she get married to him while I was in a coma?
Why would Arleen do such a thing to me when all I did was love her unconditionally.
