Myra’s POV
When I arrived home I went straight to my room. While changing my clothes, I consciously spot our picture frame attached to the wall. Blithe was so visible on my face in that portrait that I was super duper happy as a new wife that just finished exchanging marital vows with the love of her life. Meanwhile, my husband’s face showed a manifestation of irritation.
I smiled bitterly, reminiscing about our nuptial day. I felt overjoyed on that day knowing I’ll be intertwined with the man I love, I was once dreaming of having a loving husband and a happy family
Nevertheless, fate was cruel and brutal, the total opposite of what I desired in my marriage. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead and I felt like I was being engulfed in the darkness, no matter how I tried, there was simply no escape.
