So much had happened since that beautiful morning 10 years ago,
for a start the man had changed.
That weather was beautiful as before but amy was not unchanged.
3 lost babies and cut off from life
really made an unhappy wife.
She thought he'd come to save her to remove her pain,
instead he used her abused her in shame.
She stacks the pancakes to her they are bland, the fruit is rotten and the tea is dry like sand.
She sits obediently waiting for the man.
The man whose her husband and source of pain.
"Why are you late today,you usually make this at 8, its 8.40?give me my kiss and sit on the floor you dont deserve to sit at the table"
She looks down kisses his cheek while he pulls he roughly and kisses her mouth in a domineering way.
She then gets pushed on the floor.
"Im pregnant again...I'm sorry I was late"
He smirked and rubbed her head.
She waited for his order to clear up his mess.
He never helped her neither did he care.
She lost her first love her babies and pride and in that fateful morning part of her self also died.