As I continued to bitch about my situation in my head and out loud. I heard heavy footsteps coming from the door.. the same thick Italian accent that I had heard from yesterday. He said,
"I've been watching you for some time, Princess."
"Who are you?!"
"I'm your husband." He flashed with a dirty smile.
This shit was not gonna fly with me.
"THERES NO WAY IN HELL ILL EVER MARRY YOU!"
"Ah. But why should I care what you think?"
"BECAUSE ITS MY LIFE!"
He walked over to me so I could see him in the light, he had black hair swept to the left with heavy gel, his hair slowly graying. He wore a black pinstripe suit with a red carnation. He threw the carnation at my feet as he walked out.
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