Sincerely yours

Chapter 2: I'm done

Embres POV

I wake up to find myself alone wrapped up in the duvet covers. I was really hoping he wouldn't leave early but then I hear the shower going in the bathroom and think otherwise. Automatically a smile tugs at my lips as I recall the events of last night. Our love making was so intense I'm getting turned on just thinking about it. I get up and throw one of his tops on, only for it to reach mid thigh and then make my way down to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Breakfast is made when he comes down stairs and I smile up at him only for him to just look up at me blankly. I go to ask him what's wrong but he beats me to it.

"Look, last night was a mistake. It shouldn't have happened and it never will happen again. I was drunk and you were there when I needed someone." He goes to carry on walking while tying his tie and I jog to catch up with him.
"What do you mean it was a mistake? Do you regret it?" I ask with unsteadiness in my voice.
"What kind of question is that? Of course I regret it. What do you think I am? I could never love a person like you. I don't even know what got into me last night. Clearly I was way too drunk, especially if I slept with you." The words were like a constant kick in the gut.
"But I thought we had... something? Why are you doing this to me? You didn't even use protection so what if I'm-" I didn't even get to finish my sentence as he cut me off.
"We will never have anything, I hate you don't you get it I will never ever love you! Why can't you get that through your thick head?! It's not that hard to understand ?! Why do you think your parents married you off and then left?! Because your unloveable and the most disgusting person I know! And even if you were to end up pregnant, fucking kill it for all I care!" He yelled as he stomped out the door, slamming it along with him.

By now I can't stop the tears from streaming down my face as I roll down the wall. My heart is literally shattered. I mean, I knew he wasn't really fond of me and this marriage but why does he have to be so cruel to me after everything I do for him. Just hearing those words out loud for him were enough to shatter me completely. Why do people do this to me? What did I ever do to deserve this. I give nothing but love and all they do is leave. Maybe I am disgusting and unloveable. I hate myself. I hate my life. But mostly I hate that I love this man.

After hours of sitting on the ground in my own ball of sadness I get up and start to do my usual chores. Clean up the table with the breakfast that he never eats. Do the dishes. Sweep the floors. Mop & Hoover the floors. Dust around the house. Go and make sure all the rooms and bathrooms are all nice and clean. Hell you may as well call me the maid, since that's what I do and how I'm treated.

2 hours later...

I've now finished my usual chores and figure I may as well go do up my rose garden and make sure everything's okay.

Dragging me and my broken self to get dressed into some old rugged clothes I go outside to my rose garden and start watering and taking out the weeds. It's so hot out here, luckily I got my shades and a hat on and slapped on some sun screen before coming out in this heat. Otherwise I'd be looking like a cherry ripe tomato god dahm.

Once I've done all that I head back inside and go to fix me up something to eat. Settling with just a sandwich and a nice cool lemonade I take my lunch out and sit out in the patio. Taking my phone out just randomly scrolling through social media something catches my eye. I scroll back up to it and my heart drops down to my stomach instantly.

It's him. Kissing some blonde girl and holding her like she's going to disappear. She's so beautiful. Blonde hair, the body of a model, I can't even be jealous of her because she's that beautiful. I try to keep the tears at bay but they just spill over the edge once again. Why can't he hold me like that? Kiss me like that? I guess I really am that disgusting.