Myra’s POV
I tapped my feet uncontrollably against the hard marble floor, while I stormed angrily from the bed, to the wardrobe, and from the wardrobe back to the bed. Why is my husband bent on making life a living hell for me?
He even went as far as leaving the house without informing me or even letting me know of his whereabouts.
Why is he trying so much to push me out of his life?
“Sighs” The more I think about it, the more I feel goosebumps all over my body.
“ What happened to the gentle and caring man that swore to protect and make me happy till eternity, I hate this kind of feeling of helplessness” Why can't my marriage be like that of my parents, they were each other's support system and they were transparent. Their love was inseparable”
I love my husband Damian so very much and he's the first man in my life but I guess this is my fate to be tied down to a loveless marriage and a mean mother-in-law.
