EX HUSBAND REGRET: I WANT YOU BACK

. What is love?, what was love for me?. It was pain, a feeling that empited my chest an

RINE

ace that as long as he was paying me I was his to toy with. But fuck, am tired of it all, especially his worthless girlfriend Daniella, who kept on sparing no chance by getting on my nerves everytime she pops her make-up truck face in this man

or me and tell his shit of a girlfriend to leave me alone, why would the demon who hated me ever do tha

fe am living huh?, but the worst most fucking part of it all is me having to hear moaning sounds coming from that bitch and used condoms in the floor that led to the entrance of the room. I knew leaving the condoms there was done intentionally by the two

ng freaking

and still can't stop thinking about even though

other regular couples would do, and I don't have a freaking say in this, even though I don't want to keep deceiving people into envying and thinking that am living the best life when am freaking not, cause deep down not only were peop

Shifting my face away from my reflection that wore an expensive polka dot dress and looks nothing like the real me. I could still vividly remember how he, the demon burnt down my entire wardrobe collection

the devil's son the chance to crush a

dle aged driver said to my face, oblivious of how pained and angry i was at the same time, but even though my emotions were literally raging inside me, I decided to keep

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est glass made company anyone could ever be to, that i would have been proud of if Killian was actually my real husband, but fantasies lies in dreams and this was rea

ecause of that bitch: Daniella, who had vowed to ruined, and make a mockery of me, but even though Kill

IN

finally arrived at the devil's harlem did I finally bring myself out of m

oor open. As soon as I do that, I traced my eyes around the spacious room and just like I had thought, his business partners/ fucking awful friends were there, and inviting me here was all to keep h

, "Do I want him

d him,and how bad he has been treating me, before concluding once again that

d a fake grin that I could tell on his face, as he came to meet me...to hug me, but immediately he does just that and saw that I didn't reciprocated hi

ed, threatening me that the next minute, my cowardice hands rose up to his waist and hugged him back, before immediately letting go, but no matter

e just like him, and to the table on the side that would finally free me from this suffocating room, as soon as I place the lunch box on it. I did do so, but as soon as I turn around to

ed

side, and watching the drama, that the famous billionaire was slyly playing. I bring myself out of my shocked and looked at him right in the eyes again as he kept on faking a wide smile, even though I knew his inner demon was screaming how he would end me

done spoon feeding him, and until all his friends had got tired of the show, and walked out of the room, but when my frustrated and hurt self stood up, and finally wanted to leave at last since the show was over, he pulled me back to the chair forcefully, with a smirk on his face to tease

y blood boiled up, and I yelled out a big "NO" to him, forgetting the fact that he has the per

ce, in order to prevent any form of gossiping that would led me in another shit by him, before finally leaving the demon's company at last, but before I could just as much

corner, lowered his hands from my back, down to my waist, and mad

ays do, making me wince in pain, but this time I strangely felt more pain, and hurt than I normally do anytime he rough handles me like

yes as he kept on yelling horribly loud, forgetting to

e this time, I bursted into tears, cause he was right, no matter how I try to save myself, or try to ease this awful treatment, with him I would never be free, cause the demon would never l

that I didn't take my medicines today because of how I was trying to quickly come here, in order not to get reprimanded by hi

e it everywhere with me for times like this, and all I needed was for him to let me go in order for me to be able to go and take it, so in the

ed miserably as I kept on looking at his face, trying to read what he was feeling, but it rem

gain, but before I could make out exactly what he meant by that, he pulls me closer to himself

I HAVE THE MINDSET THAT MAY