ANNOUNCEMENTS!!!!
Hey everyone!
Get ready for a plot twist! I've got a surprise that will take this story to a whole new level. Initially, I planned to tell this story solely from Rainbow's perspective. But, after two chapters, I realized that adding another POV would make it even more intriguing...
Can you guess whose perspective I'm going to add? That's right... her husband's! Imagine getting a glimpse into his mind, understanding his thoughts, and witnessing his side of the story. It's about to get real!
Get ready to see the story from a whole new perspective - Ben's POV!
That's right, folks! Benjamin, aka Ben, Rainbow's husband, is taking center stage. You'll get to witness the story unfold through his eyes, and let's just say, it's going to be interesting...
Rainbow has shared her side of the story. Now, it's Ben's turn to reveal his thoughts, feelings, and motivations.
Will he confirm our worst suspicions, or will he surprise us with a different narrative? There's only one way to find out...
Let's dive into Ben's world and uncover the truth!
BEN'S POV.
Time ticks on, each second feeling like an eternity. I let out a deep sigh, my eyes fixed on the clock. Just a few more minutes and this meeting will finally come to a close.
My mind begins to wander, thinking about the charade I'll put on soon. I'll retreat to my office, pretending to be buried under a mountain of paperwork. It's a ruse, one I've perfected over time. My colleagues will buy into it, and soon they'll be packing up and heading home to their loved ones.
A pang of loneliness hits me, a fleeting moment of regret. But I push it aside, a mask of indifference slipping back into place.
I'll stay behind, as I always do, and head home under the cover of darkness when she's retreated to the solitude of her bed. The thought of her brings back the image of her fragile form this morning. Her eyes, once bright and full of life, now seemed lost and empty.
A pang of guilt pierces my chest as I recall the way she looked at me - a hollow shell of the vibrant woman she once was. And I know I'm the one responsible for her downfall. The weight of my actions settles heavily on my conscience, a constant reminder of the destruction I've wrought.
I've come to a stark realization: people are capable of inflicting unimaginable pain on those they claim to love. My father did it to my mother, and now I'm doing it to my wife.
The irony isn't lost on me. I took vows to protect and cherish her, yet I've broken every single one of them. I knew her deepest fear was abandonment, and I've used that knowledge against her. First, her parents, and now me.
How long was I going to do this to her? The weight of my betrayal threatens to suffocate me. I'm forced to confront the monster I've become, and the devastation I've wrought on the person I once swore to love.
The questions haunt me, echoing in my mind every time I step into our home, where the air is thick with tension and her tears. How long can she endure this? When will she reach her breaking point?
And I'm forced to confront my own complicity: How long am I willing to continue this toxic cycle? Each time I see her cry, each time I witness her fragile form shaking with sobs, my conscience screams for me to stop, to end this madness.
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BROKEN VOWS
Non-FictionBeneath the surface of Rainbow's polished facade, a complex web of emotions simmered. The wounds of her past, inflicted by the very people who were supposed to love and protect her, still lingered. Being abandoned by her birth parents had left an in...
