**SHORT CHAPTER
\Zianna\
"I'm sorry" I whispered lowly in the semi-dark room. Colson and Pete stood on either side of the room, staring down at me-who had just gotten out the shower and changed clothes.
Colson huffed angrily, cracking his knuckles and nodding. "I'll talk to you in the morning" He said. And with that, he left the room.
I was now alone with Pete. I could practically feel his eyes roaming over my body. But he didn't say a word, so I decided to.
"You were right" I admitted, feeling embarrassed and ashamed all at the same time.
"And it's only been what? A week? You should have known that he wasn't gonna change Zianna"
"Okay, okay, okay. No need to rub it in" I grunted. Pete stayed quiet for a bit before walking slowly to the bed. I looked away, feeling the bed sink as he sat down.
"Sorry" He whispered. Pete grabbed my hand tightly (which made me smile a bit).
Moments passed, moments where there was no movement and no words. Sooner than later though, we fell right back into our old routine.
Clothes were all over the floor and the sheets were all messed up- we had sex that night.
I missed how good he made me feel, how beautiful he made me feel.
...but guilt washed over me. Why?
"Hey" I called out. He was halfway asleep, I was wide awake though.
"Yes?"
"We can't keep doing this Pete"
"There's no harm done"
"It is though! I'm married-I have a life that you're not supposed to be apart of"
Pete sat up fully and crossed him arms. I could tell he was getting frustrated.
"Why are you still talking as if he's like- this amazing husband who respects you? Huh? Why are you feeling guilty?"
"Because, I'm still technically married and I'm doing the same thing he did to me, and I know how bad it feels-"
"Zianna, he started it. Why do you feel bad?"
".....I don't know" I said
He sighed and laid back down.
"Zianna, if you wanna stop- we stop. If you wanna try and salvage that marriage, then do. If you're gonna go back to him, then go ahead. But tell me now"
So I thought about it. James and I had been this seemingly picture perfect couple (out in the open) since we've been together. But in reality, we were over the second we got married. James treats me terribly, and I allow this man to emotionally manipulate me.
I shouldn't feel guilty about wanting to leave, or about wanting to love someone who actually loves me.
I knew for a long time that I was done with him, I just didn't have the guts to actually leave. Well, that's over now. I'm done.
"...I'm not going back"
"Really?"
"Not this time. I'm done for real. I'll call my lawyer in the morning, I'm gonna file for divorce"
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