Broken (Completed and editing)

Apologies

"I read once that the Egyptians had fifty words for sand and the Eskimos had hundred words for snow. I wish i had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to my mind is the way you move against me while you sleep.

And there are no words for that"

Aaron's POV:-

".......My worth is more than this. You have to let me go its time you realize this because i cant destroy my life like this. Not anymore". I wanted to stop her as she started walking, take hold of her wrist before she walked away.

But i stood there unable to move because her words cut in soo deep that it was impossible to ignore that she was in absolute despair.

I heard the clicking sound when her door opened and then closed.

Allison was a real bitch to her. She started to work for me as my assistant at the new project i was working on with Charles Hunter. I brought her home one night as a stupid drunk mistake, it had been 3 months since the wedding and i had only been an asshole to Veronica throughout that time.

She was so quiet during this time that it irritated me, i think she was scared of me now. It was wrong of me to treat her like trash but it was necessary for reasons. I was feeling like crap and started drinking at the office and Allison took advantage of that driving me home and soon we started making out.

Reaching home we found Veronica thinking of us as thieves, drunk and in an extremely slutty dress. It angered me beyond limits and i noticed she was jealous of Allison. Which was really unnecessary because there is no match for her.

In all of my time when i have thrown myself at every pretty face i saw, there was no single girl who caught my attention quiet like Veronica. Before Allison slept with me, it had been the longest i have gone without sleeping around.

All of this had made me a work addict, there had not been a single moment when i haven't thought about Veronica and not a single moment when it made me feel culpable to her. If i could, i wouldn't waste a moment in taking her in my arms and fighting all that makes her sad.

I feel the most unfortunate person alive because i can't help her out. All of my father's doings had always brought this family nothing but a butt load of money and unhappiness with it. I have an acquisitive man disguised as my father and now Charles Hunter is aiding him to bring unhappiness to everyone.

That night when after the wedding i brought Veronica home and acted the way i did, her sobs didn't stop until she fell asleep and during that time, the sheer control i had to exercise to stop myself from going to her and telling the truth was limitless. At least the room i showed her to or pushed her in was luckily right in front of mine, there has been countless times when she slept crying and every single night i would go and watch her sleep. she looked like an angel.

But Veronica's carelessness that night really ticked me off. Not only she went out in that name of a dress but got drunk so all the men could rub off on her. So taking advantage of her being jealous i slept with Allison and Allison being Allison thought we had a thing and stuck to me like glue. It was the stupidest move one could make but Veronica was even more stupid to tell her that she was the maid.

I felt like killing Allison with my bare hands when she threw coffee at her. But i wanted her to stop lying to Allison and that is why i kept bringing her here.

It was a proud moment when Veronica became a typical wife today. A full megawatt smile was plastered to my face when i observed the whole scene from the top of the stairs.

And now i am standing here thinking what to do, i don't always have be an asshole to her, she has no mistake in this. I have to make her happy somehow, it is killing me to watch her like this.