Here is the new chapter: Haruhi and Kyoya talk.

Riichi was playing with his wife when he came home. They were building some kind of castle in the middle of the drawing room. His son was beaming joyfully like a ray of sunshine, snuggling closer to his mother. He smiled involuntarily. When he was a child, he had never had moments like this. His heart swelled and was coated with warmth at the sight of his little boy, being so happy and radiant.

"Daddy!" Riichi crawled forward and lifted his arms up the moment he spotted him.

Kyoya knelt down to hug the little cute thing and glanced at Haruhi, who was still lying on her stomach and shaking her feet like a child.

"How was your day?" he asked her politely, scanning her face attentively.

"It was good. I went out, got my nails done and met an old friend," she said impassively.

"Old friend?"

"Yes, Arai-san from my Junior High. Apparently, he had moved to live in Tokyo and works here. We had a cup of coffee and caught up with how each others lives turned out. So, I guess it was a good day. How about you? You came home early today. Did something happen?"

"I wanted to talk to you about our divorce," he told her. "It has been three weeks since you have told me you need time."

Haruhi got up. "Talk to your lawyer," she sighed. "Tell him to prepare the documents. I will sign everything. Riichi is staying with me."

Riichi squeaked, hearing his own name and tried to move away from Kyoya's arms to Haruhi.

"Aren't we supposed to discuss these things in more detail?" Kyoya said. "And it would be preferable not in Riichi's presence."

"What's there to discuss?" Haruhi questioned with a sigh.

"Where are you planning to live?" he asked.

"I haven't decided yet," she said. "I will think of something. You don't need to worry about me."

"You can stay in this house if you want. Riichi is already used to living here," Kyoya said after moment of thinking.

"Okay," Haruhi mumbled. "I don't care either way. Everything is fine by me."

Kyoya finally placed Riichi on the floor, where he so much was aiming to go. The little boy was completely unaware and clueless of the tension in the room.

"I am glad that the end of our marriage doesn't mean anything to you," Kyoya said. "It wouldn't have been easy for me, I guess, if you cared, but as you don't, perhaps, I shouldn't feel as guilty as I do."

Haruhi scoffed. "I can't even imagine how hard it is for you," she said sarcastically.

"Have you ever felt anything for me?" he asked irritated.

"I am going to sleep," she said instead of answering his question.

"It's noon!" Kyoya stated frustrated.

"So?" Haruhi crossed her arms. "I am tired."

Kyoya closed his eyes and tried to control himself. Something was terribly wrong with Haruhi. And he had enough, trying to tiptoe around the issue and give her the space he thought she needed. He marched after her. When he entered the room, he found her trying to unzip her dress. Startled by the noise, she looked up at him, and then her expression morphed into a hard glare.

"What do you want now?" she pushed down the zipper.

"When we just got married, you were not in love with me. I knew it. But you weren't like this either. What has changed? I have been asking this question to myself all the time, and every time I thought it's temporary. But I guess even I have limits to my patience."

"Nothing has changed," Haruhi told him, bleakly, sitting down on the bed to pry away her dark pantyhose. "I guess you just got bored with this game."

"Game? You think I was playing some sort of game?" he raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "You think it was a game to throw away everything I have worked for just to be with you?"

Haruhi laughed. "Please, stop with this spectacle," she huffed. "If you were so curious what was wrong, you could have asked before the idea of divorce and cheating entered your mind."

"I did," he said harshly. "I did every day. But every time I tried to talk to you, you ran away. Your extended vacations with your father, or goddamn walks every day didn't leave me much time for conversations, did they?"

"I don't want to talk to you," she told him. "I am tired."

He shook his head and walked closer. "I know," he snapped, grabbing her wrist. "You are always tired. Every day when you wake up and every night when you sleep. This entire marriage you have spent tired. Maybe, you should see a doctor after all. I am not heartless not to worry about you. If you don't care about yourself, do it for our son."

"Don't bring Riichi into this," she sighed and tried to pull away her arm.

Kyoya's grip was too firm, and she had to push him away. But suddenly his eyes caught the bruise on her knuckles. "What is this?" he snapped.

"It's nothing," she told him angrily and swung his hand away from hers. She didn't notice that she must have gotten it when she smashed that asshole's head against the table.

"Don't lie," he grabbed her wrist and twisted it to take a better look at the bruise. "What is going on with you?"

"You must have done it yesterday when we both were drunk," she rolled her eyes. "I don't remember how I got it. Okay!"

He let go off her hand and stared at her. "Last night―" Kyoya started.

"I don't want to talk about a stupid mistake," she told him. "We were drunk, and I'd rather not remember it."

"Alright," he sighed. "I will talk to my lawyer. If you are tired, then sleep. I won't bother you."

He left. Haruhi clenched the blanket and tried not to cry loudly. The tears stung her eyes. She gulped, trying to stop the overwhelming headache that loomed over her. She couldn't live like this anymore. Was it her fault? Was she really to blame for everything? How did she not notice that their marriage was sinking like an old ship? Was there something she could have done, but didn't?

She shook her head quickly. No! No! If Kyoya loved her, he wouldn't ever cheat on her. It seemed, he loved that girl, Yuki. Maybe, she was just some sort of emotional replacement, until he met Yuki. He didn't ever love her. She was broken, and he was pissed when they started to date. She wanted to forget Tamaki, and he wanted to piss his father off. It never meant love, but how did she end up falling so deep? What was wrong with her?

She was supposed to keep her emotions under check. She was supposed to control herself and never ever make the same mistake. Love was not for her. But weren't they happy when they just started? She remembered those days, and her heart ached. She wanted to let go, but her traitorous heart reminded her all the sweet things she had felt. She wanted all of it back.

She brushed away her tears. She was so naive and stupid to let the same thing happen again. Fall in love with Ootori Kyoya―she laughed―how stupid she was to let that happen! She wished she could erase everything and lock that part of her mind that reminded her she was happy with Kyoya. It told her it was her job's fault. She should have never tried to pursue such a career.

Maybe, he was honest when he said he cared. Maybe, she needed to go to him right now and tell him how she actually felt, and how hurt she was. Maybe, this entire cheating was some sort of game to get her attention, right? Maybe, he loved her. No! No one loving ever cheats. And he cheated on her. If he loved her even a little bit, he would stay with her for the sake of their son. But he wanted to divorce as soon as possible to be with Ito Yuki.

He said he was glad she didn't care, or he would feel guilty. Haruhi cleaned her nose with a napkin. She wanted him to feel guilty. She wanted him to feel something, even if to achieve that, she would need to lose her pride. She got up and put on her silk robe. She would go now and talk to him and tell him how she felt. She knew it was stupid, and she would regret later on, but she knew she would regret either way. Maybe, it was better to regret for telling than not telling.

Thank you, guys, for leaving me reviews. I love to read them and know that you enjoy the story. Sorry for not updating yesterday. I was working on the next chapter of Thirst, and that chapter is a bit of a monster to deal with. So, here is the update for today. What do you think? Tell me whose side are you on? Haruhi or Kyoya? Do you think she should tell Kyoya how she feels? ❤️ Hope you are having a nice day, guys.❤️