Part Two
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"Does he even love me anymore?" Sakura asked herself once she got home. She walked into the kitchen, placed her keys on thee counter, and opened the refrigerator. She grabbed a peach and went into the living room.
Her mind was racing back to all the memories she had made with Syaoran. The day that they had met, their first kiss together, the first time they made love, when she became pregnant with the twins...
The tears started to fall now. She dropped the forgotten peach and it rolled to the floor. She lifted her legs to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. After all the good memoriess came the bad ones started. All the fights they had, all the times he came home late, and then going places at a very late hour.
The tears stopped and then she fell asleep clutching her wedding ring.
She awoke a few hours later. She looked around to see if anyone was home and noticed Syaorans coat on the chair from across from her. She heard a rustling sound coming from upstairs. She went into the downstairs restroom quickly washed her tear stained face, and went upstairs.
She saw Syaoran rustling through papers in his briefcase. He never went through his briefcase. She knew something was up.
"What are you doing?" She asked quietly.
"Nothing."
"You never go through your briefcase at home."
"Maybe I have some papers to look at, Sakura," he snapped back.
The tears threatned to fall as she stared at him. 'Why is this happening to me?'
"Tell me. I know your itching to get something of your chest."
Syaoran looked up at Sakura and sighed. 'Well here goes.'
"I want a divorce."
Sakura stared at him for what seemed like hours. If she were holding something she probably would have dropped it...or threw it at his head.
"W-what?"
"You heard me, Sakura."
Sakura sunk to the floor, the tears finally falling. "Why?"
He sighed and sat down on the bed. "Sakura I don't feel the same way anymore. The spark is just...gone."
Sakura continued to look down at the floor. 'There's no point in arguring with him.'
"Fine, Syaoran. If that is what you really want," she whispered as she rose from the ground.
"Sakura..."
"No, you don't have to say anything. I'm going to my fathers house. I'll be back to get my things tommorrow," With that she ran out the door.
"Sakura!"
He sat back down on the bed.
"Did I really do the right thing? Why did I listen to him?"
SS
"Sakura, what are you doing here? I thought you were going to pick them up tommorrow? Did something happen?" Asked Fujitaka as she stepped into the house.
She had yet to speak and then she broke down again.
"Syaoran wants a divorce!"
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