Best Mistake

MISTAKE 4

I woke up still feeling the pang of pain in my chest because of the scene earlier today.

Seeing them together and Marco with all smiles written all over his face with the woman she loves.

I can't help but to feel insecure and jealous. They were so perfect, happy, and contented...

Contented.

A sad smile creep in my lips. Why can't Marco be contented with me. I love him so much to the point of giving everything he wants. Even if he wouldn't ask for it.

I decided to get out of bed and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for us.

It was already 10 in the evening when finally I heard the sound of an engine outside our house.

It's already late but i don't mind at all.I was hoping to have dinner together with my husband.

I know it's impossible because he never ate together with me but can't a woman like me dream?

I glanced at the window assuring that it was my husband that arrived.

He was walking towards the front door smilling wide from ear to  ear.

Seeing him this happy was a breath takingly beautiful sight to see but knowing for a fact that I wasn't the reason why he smiles was making it hard for me to breathe.

Shaking off the thoughts...
I hurridly went to the front door to greet my husband.

As soon as the front door opened I showed him my sweetest smile.

"Good evening Marco, Welcome Home"
I greeted him.

"Tch. Welcome to hell if that's what you mean."

He passed through me and bumped me a little but it didn't hurt that much compared to how my heart is hurting.

"I've cooked dinner for us. Have you eaten already?"

I got his suit case and coat I looked at him as he was struggling to untie his necktie.

"Here... let me do it for you."

I love doing this little things for him. Cooking for him, choosing he's clothes for work, and taking care of him.

In this way I could still feel that I am his wife.

"I'm done eating with sofia..."

Efforts wasted again. I sigh and showed him an understanding smile.

"Oh Okay I'll just clean the dinning table"

"Whatever..."

I waited for nothing again. A tear escaped my eye. I lost my appetite  so I just placed the food inside the fridge and washed the dishes.

Once I was done I went to our room and decided to take a shower.

I was completely exhausted today. After taking the shower I dried my hair and lay beside Marco.

I stared at his sleeping face. He looks peaceful when asleep. He has thick dark brows and lashes.

I caressed his hair. Any woman would swoon over this man, My Husband.

My hopes are still high my love...

I won't give up on you.

I will still be waiting to the day that your heart would beat for me the way my heart beats for you.

"Someday my love... someday."

I lowered my head to him and gave him a light kiss on the lips.

"I love you"

I always do this at night to stare at him while he is asleep, brushing my fingers through his hair and stealing kisses which he could not give me when his awake.

I'll still be waiting and hoping.