Title: The Deceit
" Shut up, Cade " Angel shouted, fury igniting a flame in her brown eyes making them look somewhat hazel.
" I still love you" he responded, hoping that it would simmer the boiling pot.
But hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Storming out of the bedroom where fresh memories of the intense session of lovemaking attacked all of her senses, the burning sensation of betrayal still tingling on her skin and the scent of sex; All the elements causing her sight to blur, head turning as if she had just ridden the merry-go-round, ten times without stopping.
Like her shadow, he appeared, a dark and brooding storm that rained down on her seemingly organized life.
Questions one after the next plaguing her head that was being pounded with thousands of nails.
"So you and her all the time?" she asked
A fire burning to the back of her eyes, breathing suddenly became harder and harder as the minutes of confirmed suspicion settled in.
"Well for a few time's, but only them I promise," Cade said, running his hand through his messed up hair, while an awkward smile creeps unto his face.
She turned on her heels to the living room, where the happy faces of frozen memories take their last breath before meeting their untimely demise, their broken glass frame a reminder to him of what her heart looked like on the inside.
"I'm sorry angel " he pleaded as she opened the front door, looking into his eyes she nearly fell for those sad black oceans of undiscovered mystery that once pulled her in; but remained still for a moment as the fresh memories burned through serving a constant reminder, her brown eyes suddenly lit with hatred at the memory of him and Keira-the best friend-who committed a great injustice that night.
"Have a nice life cade and I'll send someone to collect my stuff?" she said, pushing the door with all her strength, a symbol of closing an unwanted door of post-opportunity and making a new beginning.
The night silent, somber and lonely was a perfect representation of how she felt.
Passing by the club on Dame street, a whisper caught on the wind.
"Angelina"
With a hidden smile playing on her lips, her course of direction changed and so did her mood.
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The Duke's Wife ( #wattys2017 )
RomanceAlexis Gold aka Angelina Dilma, artist by profession, twenty-five by age found out what she thought was the biggest deceit of her life from two-year-long fiancé Cade and best friend Keira. Five years before to the deceit, she goes to Altai and hook...
