I woke up the next morning to my alarm clock blaring. I groaned slowly getting out of my sleepy state to only realize the horrid day that awaits me, with my husband and his parents. The one time my husband and I must become a circus act for our family to not show them how our marriage is crumbling.
With this thought I slowly drag myself out of bed and curse this day as I groggily make my way to the bathroom to freshen up and make some type of effort in my appearance.
Twenty minutes later I step out the bathroom in a black top and pink skirt with black heels and some cute accessories to top it off with my hair in a cute bun.After finishing the finishing touches I walked down stairs to have a quick breakfast before we left.
As I descended the stairs I could smell food cooking and shuffling coming from the kitchen. My brows furrowed in confusion who would be cooking in the kitchen I mean the cook is out sick and my husband sure doesn't cook at least not since we were first married.
As I drew closer to the door I cautiously opened it afraid of a intruder (
What the intruder could be a nice one and wants to make sure I eat before being kidnapped don't judge me) I entered the kitchen to be surprised by the most shocking and sexy thing ever my husband cooking. But wait it gets better not only is he cooking but he is cooking with no shirt on. We may be on bad terms but i know a sexy man when I see one.
But pushing the thought aside I clear my throat and say " what in God's name are you doing" clearly startling him he jumps slightly and turns toward me with a sheepish look.
Which goes unfazed by me a glare graces my face and pierces his soul. "I thought I could do something nice for you since I haven't been loving lately"I scoffed at this did he think I would fall into his trap again " what do you want now" I hissed.
" I-I just want is to get back to where we were I miss you,I miss us" He sports. But all I hear are lies. "blah blah blah... I've heard this excuse one to many times from its getting how do I say ...Old, you don't mean one word that you say to me. you alway say you will change but you never do maybe a few days weeks at most, but the next thing I know you're coming back home late from letting every girl in the city experience the reverse cow girl on you're cock" I ring out stopping his sorry ass "so you can take the sorry ass sentimental whit and give it to someone who cares cause I'm done"
And with that I walk out the kitchen yelling " we leave in 15 minutes and counting, you better be in the car or I leave you"15 minutes later
Me and Marcello sit in the back of the limousine across from each other while our driver dan takes us to Marcella's parents house that is half an hour away from our house.
I silently look outside the window not paying any attention to Marcello. He hasn't said much since the whole issue in the kitchen earlier this morning.
As I look out the window I suddenly hear shuffling and the I feel a presence right next to me. I didn't have to turn to know who it was.
"Blossom?" He softly says but I stay silent no longer looking out the window but still not looking at him. "Blossom...please talk to me I'm begging you" he pleaded.
A few seconds went by before I slowly brought my gaze up to meet his striking green eyes. " talk...talk about what, I said all I had to say at the house" I no longer say home since it hasn't been my home for a very long time. " I meant what I said end of discussion" I bit out.
"I also meant what I said back at home" Marcello said softly"" I love you and I want to fix this I want us to truly make the promises we made we first started dating" he said.
My gaze hardened " you can't fix this what's broken" and with that the rest of the ride to his parents house was silent.
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