Veil of Vows

Ch.19

(Still Grayson's POV)

I made my way out of town square, walking along the path to my house, ready to be home and forget this day already.

My heart pounded in my chest; I could feel every beat as exhaustion and frustration weighed down on me. I quickened my pace, more eager than ever to get home, to lose myself in the embrace of my wife's presence. I was close now after that last turn, I'd be able to see my house from here. The thought made me feel a bit better.

A smile crept onto my face as I pictured home just around the corner, Sierra waiting inside. Just me and her at home and nobody else. She was doing what she'd been told, staying home, waiting just for me. That thought made me feel much better.

I was close to the corner, ready to be greeted with the sight of my house and the front door.

But my happiness vanished when I turned and saw Sierra standing outside on the porch, talking to Jaxon.

I froze in my tracks, quickly stepping back to hide behind the corner, peering around to watch them. A flood of emotions hit me, thoughts racing through my head. Why is she talking to him? Why is he here? What could they possibly be talking about? And why is Sierra talking to Jaxon without my permission?

A mix of anxiety, anger, and sadness washed over me as I watched them having a casual conversation. I tried to get a better look at my wife's expression, trying to see if she was giggly with Jaxon. Jaxon's back was to me, so I couldn't tell whatever they were saying from my view.

"Sierra, what did I tell you..." I thought, feeling anger simmer beneath the surface. She hadn't done what she was supposed to. She hadn't listened to me.

She disobeyed me. Acting like a spoiled brat, unfaithful and ignorant, she was always asking for trouble.

How could she do this to me, especially when things are already so stressful?

Jealousy pulsed through me, watching her talk to Jaxon without me there. I stayed hidden, waiting impatiently for this "stupid conversation" to be over so I could confront her about all of this.

After a few minutes of waiting for the conversation to end, Jaxon finally stepped away from the porch, taking a different route as he left. Sierra returned inside right after.

I glanced around to make sure no one was watching me. Seeing no one, I looked back toward the house, took a deep breath to ease my frustration, and stepped forward. As I walked up to the porch, I reached into my pocket for the key, unlocked the door, and entered with a slight click.

Once inside, I turned to lock the door behind me. Almost immediately, I heard footsteps approaching from the living room it was Sierra. I stood facing the door, still processing my frustration.

"Hi, Grayson. Is anything new?" Sierra asked, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, looking at me.

I stayed silent for a moment before finally turning to face her. My expression must've given away that something was bothering me, a slight annoyance evident in my eyes.

She seemed to pick up on it, a flicker of realization crossing her face before she quickly masked it. She shifted slightly, looking a bit hesitant.

"Why are you just staring at me like that?" she asked, shifting uncomfortably. Her gaze drifted to the side for a moment, and she bit her bottom lip before looking back at me.

I crossed my arms, still looking at her, trying to find the right words. So much was already weighing on me emotionally, and now I had to deal with this. But I didn't have the words to speak my mind at least, not yet.