Haitham smiles bitterly as his eyes follows a certain boy with a dark blond hair running eagerly to his father’s embrace, which shares the same hair color, only a bit lighter.
In the distance, both of them looks peaceful with the boy attached himself completely to
his father, hands circling his neck and head tucked in between his father’s nook.
A small voice inside of him whispers, “You could’ve had that had you didn’t give up on your marriage” which is true.
He gave up.
He stopped trying to make things work with the love of his life.
It’s on their fourth anniversary when Kaveh finally admit that his marriage with Alhaitham isn’t going to work, not anymore. Countless days and nights he spent trying to shook off the feeling in his guts that Alhaitham, though he never really
-blatantly admit, is no longer loves him the way he used to.
It started off as him cutting of Kaveh’s rant by switching on his earphone then gradually ignoring his existence in bed by turning his back towards Kaveh when usually he could never goes to sleep without Kaveh scent on
