The Affair With My Professor

One

Wanda's POV-

"Serena!" I shout as I walk through the front door but with no response I shout again "Serena!"  and once again there's no response. I'm getting tired of this, I come home most days to an empty house, my wife nowhere to be seen.

It's sad, you know we have such a big dining table and yet I sit here most nights eating alone, a king-sized bed that almost always empty. We've been married for three years, I moved to New York for her, I found myself a job at a university for her.

I made compromise after compromise so she could take the CEO job she was offered and yet she doesn't seem to give me anything in return. I enjoy the little time we do have together but things have started to feel different.

Serena and I just don't work like we used to, before we moved. I never went a day where I didn't love her to the moon and back. My love for her is still present I just feel that with every late night alone, missed date night, fights about the same old issue it's undoubtedly faded.

I play with the ring on my finger, twisting it round pulling it off and putting it back on again curious as to how it would feel without it there. No surprise here but the ring doesn't change all that much because when it's on I hate that my happy wedding memorise are fogged over with our endless fights and when I take it off, I hate the emptiness I feel.

A large dark Oakwood furnished house, with expensive modern décor creates such a warm inviting atmosphere it's a shame its cold and empty most of the time. We bought this house together, with every intention to live together but that simply doesn't happen.

When I'm here she's not.

When she's here I'm not.

Neither one of us are brave enough to call it quits because deep down somewhere we just hope and pray that everything will change.

I sit in the living room finishing a bottle of wine when I hear her call my name "Wanda, babe I'm home."

It's 11pm where the hell has, she been?

"Babe?" she calls out again.

"In the living room." I shout back. She runs over to me, a huge smile on her face as she hugs me, but I don't reciprocate the affection. "What's up?" she questions, her voice laced with concern as the happiness drains from within her upon seeing my expression.

"I'm going to bed." I state blankly, shaking free from her arms. "Come on what's up?" she questions again. This isn't a good time to fight nor is it ever a good time but the loneliness is becoming more I can handle, the compromises and sacrifices I've made are forcing me to pay a price far higher than I bargained for.

"Your never here I'm tired of this and I'm sick of eating alone, I hate it here." I shout frustration heavy in my tone. She shakes her head to say 'no' as she rolls her eyes.

"Wanda I'm sick of this argument we go over and over this all the time, it's my job there's nothing I can do... I love my job you know this."

I scoff getting ready to lose my shit "It's always fucking late Serena, because you're NEVER here and I know you love your job, so do I but I'm starting to think you love that job more than me."

"Oh, come on don't be fucking ridiculous you know that's not true."

I roll my eyes at her belittling speech.

"So go on a date with me tomorrow, it's a Friday, let's do date night like we used to."

She pulls out her phone "Let me check my calendar," I shake my head at her again "I have a meeting with Mr. Davies at 7 they usually run for longer than necessary, but I could probably do 9ish."