When Love turns sour

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Nirvana. Bliss. Paradise.
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"You are so damn lucky girl"
"Yeah ,she sure hit the jackpot with this one", my friends said as they hugged me.
"Can't breathe", I croaked.
"Hold on to him tight. You are lucky", Sarah advised.
Yeah, I am lucky and don't I know it. Hard to find a rich boyfriend and a romantic one at that. It was my twenty first birthday and my amazing boyfriend had given me the best surprise ever. He had booked a whole restaurant for my party ,the restaurant we first went to as a couple.

It's been the most amazing six months with him. He always calls, always checks in with me and flaunts me to the world. I had met his dad at a business dinner after which he had invited me over to the house. He was the older version of Greg, exactly how he will look when he's sixty and that is still handsome. The perfect husband.
"This is it, what other confirmation does a girl needs...He obviously adores me and he has been a gentleman so far. Giving him the V-card will definitely be worth it. Sarah said to hold him tight,yeah that's what I'm doing. I'm holding him tight", I decided.
After the talk, merrying and dancing, I surprised him when I told him I would stay over at his place.
We both knew what was coming and no words were needed. That night, I gave it up. I gave my virginity to him.
After that night,all restrictions broken and all boundaries explored. I felt sure. He was mine forever.
A year into the relationship,he told me he couldn't get enough of me . I wanted so desperately to be the perfect girlfriend. I wanted him to see me as a possible wife material. So I moved in with him.
He remained as sweet as ever, always romantic and charming.

Then it happened. That moment when you are in a blissful bubble and oops there's a crack.

My friends had asked me to hang out with them as usual, since I moved out of the school dorm I couldn't keep up with their regular outings so I only get to hang out with them sometimes.
I was wearing my favorite blue ripped jeans and a black tank top. I grabbed my purse on the table and blew him a kiss when-
"Where are you going looking like that Felicity",he asked,he only call me that when he'sa angry with me. He only does that when I forget to fold his cloth properly, switch off the lights or the steak is too tough.
"To the bar with my friends,you know Sarah and the gang", I answered lightly.
"Oh, I know them and have been wanting to tell you. You shouldn't be moving with friends like that, I don't like them. And your clothes are too revealing, I can see the outline of your breast",His voice had turned colder.
We argued vehemently and for the first time I saw him... the best word should be furious. The veins in his neck were almost popping out and he was towering over me. His face grave and his eyes dark and lighted with anger.
He grabbed my arms, "You are going do as I say. You are mine".
I was shaken, literally. I felt he was going to beat me. I quickly nodded my head and tried to get away from him.

Suddenly, just as if a switch inside of him had been flipped. He turned all sweet and mushy again. He started apologising for grabbing me like that, for yelling at me. Said he was not in a very good mood before. He promised to make it up to me.
I couldn't cancel on my friends now so I told him I have to go after I had changed into a long sleeved gown. He offered to drop me.
When I got back,he was waiting up and apologized again.
We made up and ended up in bed, the rest they say is history.

          Author's note
Yayyyy🎉🎊🎊, thank you so much everyone. Y'all make writing this book more fun😁. While writing this chapter love yourself by Justin Beiber kept playing in my head. You should add it to your playlist. And this book is a short story so things are going to move pretty fast.
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