Mrs. Carrington

Mrs. Carrington

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"I don't care if you think you can't love me that's your bullshit not mine" I tell him angrily. "You look me in the eye and tell me you want to try and now you're telling me you can't love me. Did I ask you for your love? Did I!" I yell my anger and hurt consuming me. "I don't care if you love me or not. I do" I step to him cupping his face. "I. Love. You" I tell him and he tries to pull away but I don't let him. "Skyler" he draws out my name. "I don't care if you think you can't love me that's your problem. But I love you and I love you enough for the both of us" I tell him. It was an arrangement that wasn't supposed to last. A marriage of convenience that neither of them wanted. Forced together by their family two people who didn't want to be together found a way to be happy.
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He wasn't always like this... was he? Was it a specific moment that led to where we are today? Was I too blind to see through his façade? Was I blind enough to overlook his sociopathic, sadistic tendencies? No answers, I have no answers. But it doesn't matter anymore. Neither of us are the same people we once were. It's too late for him and I. We can't turn around from the grave sins we've committed. He's the monster I loved once but now, he's the spawn of Satan himself. I was once the girl he supposedly loved but now... I'm just an object of his torments. "You really think you'll be able to leave me?" The sinister look in his eyes keep me alert. "No," I answer truthfully as the blood dripping down my skirt. "You will keep me alive till my heart bleeds for you. Until you break me completely and that's when I'll take my last breath that takes me away from the man who created hell on earth for me; and that's when I'll leave you, forever."

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