Mine to Take
y to leave. Her two suitcases that she had spent the past week filling
she felt. After five years, five years of giving her all to a man who didn't even appreciate it
year, returning it to the lonely room it was the first night she slept in it. She thought that she would at least spend her wedding night with her husband, bu
ntions were to walk away without looking back, but when she got to his room, she found herself
e would just look around, but slowly she began to make little adjustments. They were barely n
and not just in his room, but everywhere else in the house. It took a lot of work but she got it done. He always wanted her out of his hair, his a
elf the leisure of taking one more l
andles everything. Today however, she asked every single one of them to report to work. She informed them that their services would be required for all
ile. She was the one person that knew quarter of what she went through, and
you arou
her good bye as she w
leased, she felt like she could breath again. It felt like she was relieved of a burden s
he going to delude herself of a happily ever after? She let the tears drop, they were both sad and happy tears. Sadness fro
d him off for a girls' night. He tried all he could to get her to stay with him, but she so coyly shut him down and the last thing h
ays there, her presence, her scent, her hair, everything about her keeps inva
ayed in the hotel." He mumbled as he grabbed the door handle. After Charlotte turne
darted to the staircase, hoping to catch her running down the stairs, but he was met with an empty staircase. His brows knitted to
and he halted, his frown deepening. When was the last time he saw them? It felt foreign and strange coming back and being welcom
. Almost immediately, Marie walked out of the kitchen and a smile formed on his lips. Marie was the oldes
id, taking over the respons
food before him, a pleasant smile on her face, and he sho
opped the spoon softly, and it took everything in him not to spit the food out. "Who made this?"
th it?" She asked, her eyes darti
the spoon tightened. He survived many years on Marie's food
absence. Not welcoming him is one thing, allowing him to feed on something so awful is
terrupting his train of tho
Where i
face and she cleared her throa
back at Marie, "left to wher
to give you this." Asher immediately reached out and took the enve
into a frown, his eyes darker than the black suit he had on. When he was do
ack before sunrise or you can all consider yourselves