Trust Issues

Evelyn

Evelyn let out a deep breath as she pulled into her ex-husband’s driveway ,She was dropping their three year old daughter Jayda off to spend the weekend . Despite the divorce, she was adamant that she wanted joint custody Marcus was many things, but never a bad father. She stared at the door, dreading the inevitable, these weekly drop off were getting tedious. Marcus has made it no secret that he wanted her back. He’d tried every trick in the book; sending flowers every week-she threw them away, leaving voicemail messages-she deleted them without listening, dropping by her house unannounced- she'd threatened him with a restraining order.

She'd resisted his advances so far but she hated how weak she still felt. It pissed her off that after all the changes he put her through and all the pain, she still missed him. Everything about him; the woodsy scent of his cologne, lying in his arms feeling protected and safe, nights of slow sweaty lovemaking, the way he looked in those customs suits he wore to work. Hell, she even missed fixing his coffee, the same way she'd done for 10 years; 2 teaspoons of sugar and a splash of French vanilla creamer. But as much as she missed him, she'd never go back, she'd been disrespected enough to last a lifetime.

Evelyn had endured Marcus's fuckery for every last one of those years, he'd become so sloppy and reckless with his other women that it was embarrassing. Evelyn cringed remembering the whispers and stares when Marcus took her to games, she later found out that it was because apparently Marcus brought a different skank up to the skybox every game, but rarely was she invited, she felt like the laughingstock of professional sports, everyone from the players, to the coaches, to the wives, knew about Marcus’s philandering.. Evelyn still got heated thinking about how they must’ve laughed at her, Those fake bitches sitting in her face knowing her husband just had some jump-off here last week. Not one kept it real.

When she'd gotten pregnant with Jayda, She just knew he was going to give up the women and the late nights. They’d had long talks about having children, who they would look like, boy and girl names. Marcus was as excited as she was to start a family. Once Jayda was born Marcus picked up right where he left off and adding insult to injury by barely making an effort to cover it up. Evelyn would often call Kai, crying telling her about Marcus’s newest antic. Kai would yell at her for not leaving him, tell her she was being dumb. Evelyn tried, but she'd never be able to make her understand why she turned her head. It was simple and yet so complicated; She loved him. Evelyn had been madly in love with him since freshman year of high school. Marcus was her first and only lover and the father of her beautiful daughter.

Kai scoffed at those reasons and told her she was being like one of them dumb bitches on Lifetime movies. She even had the nerve to call her a gold-digger one time! Kai was furious with Marcus after Evelyn told her about him staying out overnight, and he still hadn’t come home. She once again asked her why she stay, then she blurts out Evelyn must be in it for the money.

It's true they had money, Marcus is a top sports agent with several high profile clients. The lifestyle Marcus provided for them was amazing. They lived in a gorgeous four thousand square foot Italian villa style home in an affluent development called Crescent Peak. They're neighbors range from politicians and actors to entertainers and other athletes. Marcus refused to let Evelyn work, so she spent her days taking care of Jayda,, shopping and caring for their home, and keeping her looks immaculate. Marcus would expect no less

. Every night she cooked elaborate, time consuming dinners; He loved showing off Evelyn's cooking skills to his friends and colleagues. There were no, maids nannies or other staff . Evelyn insisted on doing everything, she'd relished and embraced the Stepford wife image, it made her happy to care for her family.

They went on several luxurious vacations a year; Panama, Ibiza, Andalucía, Mykonos. Anywhere they wanted to go, money was never an issue. Evelyn closed her eyes remembering yachting in the south of France. She'd walked around topless,wearing string bikini bottoms. Marcus loved it They ended up making love right there on the deck, thank goodness they were alone, except for the crew who were below deck.