EX HUSBAND REGRET: I WANT YOU BACK

RINE

red and knew I was in trouble. I fearfully went down the stairs and sto

y, he walked over to me angrily, and I shivered, unable to move. He grippe

shock as I felt the s

s so dead"... "W

d close my eyes and dive into the passion of the kiss, of MY FIRST EVER KISS, he pulled me away abruptly and sharply

red expression that I by then had already wore on my face, and I knew he saw my fear as I slowly moved my shaking eyes back to him, but immediately I finally look at

just walking away and letting me be. No, looking at me right in the eyes, indeed the

ht, he didn't spare me with his awful words as I sh

ze on me as if he was going to devour me any minutes

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my now teary self that still kept on fucking standing by the wal

d in the same arrogant manner, and to just walk away and end this frea

knowing that if I ever do any of the such, not only would that be the end of me ever saving

silent

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elling so awfully loud to my face that at some point, I actually felt like

on. The two were pure lies and accusations since I had never for once thought of seeking any revenge, while the third of partially true. It was true that I wanted his attention, it was true that I wanted for him to treat me better, for him to treat me like a human being, unlike the slave tag he had saw

izing all this I felt as tears started to flow down my eyes, but I tried to shift my gaze away for him, he held unto my chin

he was going to let go any time soon, and I knew that when he finally does, my chin was going to b

down my cheeks that wish I could stop, I said in

ng to pretend to be innoc

id again more venomous and spiteful than before, that it made my teary blurry eyes look into his dark bl

ches that stood between us once again, but also did I watch as his lips twisted into an awful wicked and ever so cruel grin, tht was capable of

dly as he finally let go of my chin, only for him to push my head with one of his fingers, as hi

id as he spited out his words to me, b

touches the cold wall, he placed his left hand above my head, and his right hand on my face as he started to caress it roughly, but instead of I to hate him for what he was doing to me, for his torture...Inst

ly the psychopa

his voice, his words brought me out of my thoughts and this time I parted my

plying back to him as our eyes

nd toy that I can play with in ex

ds of my hair away from my face, wanting to keep breaking me, but this time I had already had en

at had been stuck on my throat, and wiped my

wer" With my hand squeezing unto the hem of my gown, I replied

e with that" With every word i spoke out to him, I watch as his face squee

e the penalty for speaking back to him, which i had thought was a slap, but when

aid after some minutes of silence before moving closer to me again, and lift

ike I had just threw myself into another hell that I wouldn't be able to ever get out for. He said his words that completely made me feel as if I was created to entertain him, no

e more, he moved more closer to the side of my face and whispered on my

eelings that I hated to feel, I finally realized just how much I