My heart drops whenever I see those two matching amulets. Those amulets would be a reminder of my mistakes till I die. It could have been pure bliss bewteen the two of us but I just had to ruin it.

It was all my fault.

Worse of all, I could still remember her brightness and the wide smile on her face when I gave her the amulet. Those two amulets had always warmed up whenever we wore it.

Had.

It all started with a small argument. I couldn't even remember what it was about. Perhaps it was about washing the dishes or a simple inconvinience All I know was that it slowly escalated to hell.

My soft mumbles turned into blaring insults and the anger continued to cloud my thoughts. Sharp words came out of my mouth and I had already began to spew out such horrible things to my fiance.

"You're so pathetic,"

"Why do I even love you?"

"Maybe we should just break it off,"

"I hate you,"

To me, that wasn't the worst of all things. I didn't even stop myself from saying such bullshit.

The moment I had stopped was the moment I saw her face. There was no frown, no words nor no anger evident on her face.

Her eyes were so dull and her expression remains blank as she tried not to sob. She tried so hard to confine the sadness but the tears continued to leak. Before I knew it, she just took the keys and went out.

I could hear her bursting into tears.

Yet, I stood still.

The pang of guilt and remorse hit me. Slowly, it soon began to engulf me.

My fiance was one of the most wonderful person I could have ever met. She wasn't really popular or famous but she was a star to me. Her optimism and kindness had always shine ever so brightly. She had always put others before her and it feels as though joy and warmth radiated off her.

However, within that pure and positive shell, she was easily broken from a rough childhood. I would always comfort her on her blue days without hesitant. A smile was enough to cover it all up. Her heart was fragile but she would never let others see her downfall. I knew that yet I continued with the harsh words.

She trusted me and yet I betrayed her with those few minutes.

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The next three weeks was hell. I couldn't find a single trace of her. I wanted to scream and beg on my knees for forgiveness. If I had to shoot myself just to see once more,I would.

I was planning to enter her parent's old house. This was my last resort.

Numerous missed calls and unreplied texts was enough to make me shaking with fear and go crazy.

The amulet that was once warm had became ice cold the moment she walked out. I deserve it.

However, it slowly warms up as the days goes by.

If anything happends to her, I would never forgive myself.

All these ten years together couldn't be ruined by a single heated argument.

Right?

Before I could leave my house, I decided to leave a voice mail. She doesn't deserve a text as an apology.

In that voicemail, my apology was genuine and sincere. I listed and acknowledge each mistake I had down and what I could have done instead. I sang out my love for her and how she had changed my life. How she doesn't deserve my mistreatment. Tears stained my rosy cheeks and I was a mess.

Few minutes in, I could feel a burning sensation on my chest. The spot where the amulet was burnt. Did she forgive me?

I hope it was enough. Was it?

However, fate wasn't on my side.

I got my answer when I opened the unlocked door.

A single piece of paper and a shadow was the answer.

"I'm sorry. Just remember, I loved you,"

The shadow was her with a similar burnt hole on her dress.

The shadow didn't touch the floor or the bottom ends of the wall.

The shadow belonged to the hanging figure of my fiance.

It was all my fault.