The Wedding Maze
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Fear of losing both, is the thing that has haunted Winter's head. He didn't even expect Snow to bleed from the fall, and it all happened because of him.

If only he could control his emotions, if only he could open his heart a little and willingly Snow was with that man, if only he did not treat Snow harshly, then, none of this is going to happen.

Now, all that remains is the word 'If only' that continues to bind Winter's heart.

His steps were not calm when waiting for the doctor who was giving the best help for Snow and also maybe the baby candidate who was in Snow's womb, did not come out. Winter bit his fist while continuing to pacing back and forth tirelessly, his mind in turmoil. And increasingly uncomfortable when seeing the presence of a man named Kris also waiting there, in the room with the same air. The man looked anxious, but in the form of a calm. Kris sat in a waiting chair, his arms propped up above his knees, his legs moving uncomfortably.

Until the lights that light up in red above the door of the ICU room turned green. The door opened a moment later, then the doctor came out still in full OKA clothes. Doctor Anne, the doctor who she and Snow came to consult a few days ago, was seen walking with a soft bead.

Something has happened.

“How is Snow, Doctor Anne?” tanya Winter ran over to the little doctor Anne. Winter's gaze was filled with worry and fear.

Doctor Anne breathed a big breath out of her nose, then rubbed Winter's arm with a bitter smile and full of regret.

“We have done our best and best. But God has other plans. Snow was pregnant, but she was bleeding heavily, and her fetus we couldn't save.”

At once, the body of winter was also limp. His brain again turned the incident a moment ago, where he deliberately and violently threw Snow to fall down on the floor. This is all his fault. It was he who caused him and Snow to lose their future child.

“Psychic condition lady Snow is still very hard hit because of the loss of her fetus. But his physical condition has improved. Please help him to accept the reality that has happened. Give her the spirit to get back up and not do the desperate thing that will threaten her life.” Pinta Anne really mean while staring at Winter's bead.

Winter nodded in understanding. Chests rumbling. Tears of regret slowly fell down on her cheeks without her asking. Winter cried for the first time in 20 years. She remembers the last time she cried when she was 13. The reason was when it was still very naive and ridiculous. At that time, he saw Lily—love his monkey—prefer other men than him. Moreover, the man is Winter's own best friend, best friend since sitting in elementary school. And now, he was crying over one thing that was more painful than that. He lost the figure he had hoped for.

He dragged his legs that felt like they were being given a load of concrete, to see Snow who was still in the Emergency Installation room. His fingers trembled as he was about to push the iron handle to see Snow's presence inside. He's afraid. Frightened if in fact, Snow no longer wants to accept himself after what happened because of the careless actions he did.

The smell of disinfectant is still left in the room. Winter saw Snow lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, eyes swollen with tears, and an infusion that stuck to his left arm. Winter's heart is so sliced. Regret hits every corner of sanity, and every inch of his strapping body.

Their beads met just before Snow threw away his face as if he no longer accepted Winter being around him.

Yep. Winter was aware of Snow's anger that he was aiming for him. Snow deserved to hate him for being a ruthless man who would eliminate their child-to-be. But Winter was undaunted, but she kept moving closer to Snow as two nurses inside pushed the table with medical supplies to leave the room.

Snow's tears fell again. He really doesn't want to see Winter here, right now.

“Leave me alone.” he said.

“I beg. Leave me alone.” her door once again in a soft and vibrating voice. Snow was devastated, even losing his spirit of life when he knew he had to lose a fetus in his womb.

“I'm sorry.”

Snow looked away, staring at the figure of Winter who was now bowed in tears. He regretted.

“Go, and please tell Kris to meet me.”

That guy again.

No one has ever hurt her like this. Snow is the first person to succeed in making Winter's heart feel as if it's gone unnoticed. Her chest was so painful when she heard Snow's request. So a question ran through his mind. Is this what Snow felt as he spoke about the truth of his relationship with Amora? Is this sick?

Winter flips over the body, prepares to leave the room and asks Kris to meet Snow as the woman wishes. But his steps were again held back by a sad and hoarse voice that greeted his dragon. Snow spoke again. “There's nothing more I have to defend. Let's split up when I'm declared cured, and get out of the hospital.” Snow said. Attracting all the rest of the happiness that some time ago had filled Winter's chest, turning it into a great shock that shook every corner of Winter's mind.

Now, things seem to be turning against him. Like a boomerang being thrown and coming again to him, Snow flipped things over without even expecting it.

Winter, glued to her feet, turned to look at Snow. Her bead was misty and her lips were trembling. Then he responded to Snow's wishes with a sincere smile. “If it makes you happy, I will grant your request to end this marriage.” break up Winter. He no longer knew what he had to do to the point of losing his mind and asserting Snow's willingness to separate. “For that, get well soon. To be able to part with me sooner.”

Maddened.

Why did his lips say that when his heart refused to leave Snow's life. Winter has completely lost her sanity since Snow said about a request, about a farewell.

Time seems to be running very slow today. A series of unwanted events appeared and filled every breath, spinning like filling the clockwork that still continues to faithfully turn seconds into minutes, minutes turn into hours, and hours turn into days. Winter Mendes*ah was tired in heart. Yep. He was very tired today. The series of real events that happened is not a fun thing to remember.

With steady steps he again took some distance with the door bar. Grabbing the iron handle was a little rough until it was fully open and he could clearly see how anxious Kris was on his seat, waiting for his turn to look at Snow's condition. The handsome man who looked younger than him looked so worried about Snow.

Winter walked over to Kris.

“Snow needs you. He wants you to accompany him in there.” he said with a bitter and bitter tongue. “Ah, please take good care of Snow while being treated here.”

Kris knitted his eyebrows because he did not understand. Winter's speech felt not to have a mass, but only empty speech that whipped without meaning.

“You are her husband, so you will take care of Snow.” insisted Kris. He does not understand the world system that is getting crazy. How can a husband leave his wife with another man?

But a moment later, a reason that Winter uttered became an answer for Kris. Take good care of Snow. He'll do it.

“Snow was hit hard and didn't want to see me. So, please take care and take care of him until he gets better. After that, we will meet at the trial table to end all this madness. We decided to split up. So take good care of him. I beg.”[]

...To be Continued....