After the incident, our marriage got better. It's like it fixed things. I walked downstairs and saw Vince listening to the radio and singing his heart out. I smiled and came behind him. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his neck.
"Morning, love."
"Zake! Morning baby!"
I smiled as he continued living in his own little world. God, I wish I never drank. It made me forget about the bad stuff, but about this little bubble of joy too. My little bubble of joy. My Vince.
I know I don't deserve him. For fucks sake. The guilt gets worse everyday. He waisted 15 unhappy years with me, but when he tried to kill himself, it fixed everything?
I don't deserve his forgiveness. I deserve nothing, but his revenge and anger.
But fuck, this perfect man doesn't feel anger. He is always happy. I love him.
I smiled and swinged to the music with him. I whispered in his ear.
"I love you."
The way his face brightened up, made me fall even harder. Fuck, I missed out on this beautiful picture for years.
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HorrorZakerai Winston, Zake for short, is an abusive, alcoholic. He is married to the, oh so sweet Vince. Vince was everything that Zake wasn't. Nice, kind, helpful- A sweetheart basically. After Zake got depressed and went through a tough time, he did a...
