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They call me homewrecker
I decided to look up Michael's wife on LifeInvader. He called her name out once during sex which broke my heart.
Also a Trevor somewhere in between, unsure of who that is.
I typed "Amanda De Santa" on my phone and up popped a profile for a woman in her mid 40s and she was pretty.
I groaned to myself and threw my phone down. I want Michael. I deserve him. Not her.
I had to wipe tears off my eyes and was careful not to smudge my makeup in case Michael made a last minute call.
I suddenly wished I had Michael's gun so I could feel like cold metal against my finger tips. It was his and I wanted it. I wanted everything Michael had.
A loving spouse, kids, a nice house in Vinewood Hills.
But no. She's there. She doesn't even love him. And I know his kids avoid him. But if it was me, I'd love him until I had no more love. Our kids would love him too. We'd be happy.
I wished I was twenty years older so that I could have met Michael before he met Amanda.
I'm sure he was perfect back then. Probably came from wealth and maybe had a squeaky clean record.
I'd be a loving housewife for him. Not some bitch.
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