Brooke Codona is a beautiful young woman and tries to keep everything together. Everything felt good in her life especially her marriage until her husband cheated on her. With nowhere to go, she gets a letter from her late grandmother stating that s...
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I sip my glass of red wine as I wait for my husband to come home. Every Friday night, I usually wait at home for him. We like to think of it as our date nights, to keep our marriage together and spiced up. It was something I valued and saw it as the key to a healthy marriage.
We have been married for two years so far now and it has been the happiest... at the beginning of course. But lately, it feels like we are drifting away slowly.
Drifting away, I don't know why. I wish I knew the answers of why my husband was being different around me as if I was a stranger and no more.
But everything has been different, especially with my mother. My mother didn't approve of my marriage, which made our relationship rocky. I haven't spoken to my mother in a year now and honestly my husband is my only family right now.
My father has been absent ever since I turned 13, one day he stopped coming around. Part of me questioned if he died or if he found another family. My mother always avoided the topic and said we have each other and that is all that matters. It felt as if the topic of my father burned her every single time she heard his name or if I said father or dad.
My relationship with my mother and father was good throughout my whole childhood. My mother had been my best friend until my relationship with my husband. And my father, I was his little girl, he showed me unconditional love. A father and daughter's unconditional love is what I knew I would want in whoever I marry, who I know one day would be a good father to our kids. It's only that I knew I wanted for myself.
As I play with my necklace that is around my neck, I hear the front door open all of a sudden. I immediately sit up in my chair and I cross my leg over my other leg. I put down my glass of wine and I fix my hair a bit, fluffing it up a bit to make it more seductive.
I had the dress he usually liked on me, a red satin dress, and I knew it would make his day better after a long day at work. It always did most of the time.
I hear shuffling a bit until his footsteps made his way towards me and he walks into the kitchen. He looks at me and smiles slightly. He puts down his bag on the stool and walks over to me.
He steps in front of me and leans down to kiss me. I kiss him back with affection. At first it felt genuine until the magic faded away.
He looks at my dress and he smirks. "Beautiful dress honey".
See the dress worked as always. I give him a smile and I stand up, I pull him closer to me. I kiss him again, moving my lips against him in a way that expressed how much I needed him in this moment. Eventually his hands goes to my waist pulling me in closer to his body.
As I thought or at least felt it would continue. He pulled his hands away from me and put his fingers under my chin lifting it up a bit to put my focus back on him.
"I'm a bit tired, can we skip on date night?" He asks with tiredness in his eyes. Maybe he's tired? He's never canceled. I guess today was a rough day.
