I took a step forward towards her. She was frozen in the entrance of the living room.
~" Why didn't you tell me!"
Yelled I to her. I had so much rage. My eyes were staring into hers. My cold harsh eyes and attitude made her start to tear up. I could feel mine starting to fill up as well,
" Honey....I can explain"
Her voice cracked. She has maybe realized the damage she has done. I am so hurt, So damn hurt. I turned my body to the balcony. I bended over to the ledge, resting my head on it. I was feeling so hot, so sad...What is going on. I closed my eyes.
She did say a thing. She stayed there. She went back into the corridor, putting some distance between us.
I collected myself up and looked back inside. She was in the kitchen now, near the sink with the unfinished dishes. She was looking puzzled and different now. I never saw her like that in twenty years. The only time that she was like that was when we were still dating, and we lost our dog pickles or when her mom died a month before I proposed to her.
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Little miss Cherry
Ficción GeneralAfter twenty years of marriage, Richard Cenhelm discovers that.....his wife ; Mareika has been hiding a secret from him. What will he find? Why was she hiding it from him? How will this secret impact their lives? [#8 on down to earth out of 125 sto...
