Rejected By One, Desired By More

curves, meek blue eyes, and brown hair could be seen standing beside a cutt

as she reached the sink to wash the vege

urrently trying to make dinner for

st two years, Lyvanne still found herself

vious night when she had made dinner for her husban

her fair and delicate skin, her mind reeling at the though

ith tears, and her hea

it up in one

band's eyes, worrying constantly because she never knew what mood her husban

ghts, her hand slipped while cutting t

he knife onto the floor as she dipped her f

elves as they worked. She just knew they were probably mocking her-mocking her

emeanor. She longed for this current phas

o fall, Lyvanne moved to the sink and washed the blo

t to her finger. When she was done, she returned to prepare d

ting back to the first time she entered the house-when the car had first driven through the e

haved lady, that even if the first day of marr

the first night bad, but many more nights had been too. Since that day, Alex

n<<

ng Lyvanne out of her thoughts. She removed her

the mansion swung open, and Lyvan

e that had been forming on Lyvanne's face vanished. Her expression turned mood

d. Alexander had been coming home drunk for a few nights n

wl to a frown as she noticed something odd ab

almost flung it away. She carefully placed i

't. How she was already tired and just wanted a break. How his drinking frustrated her. How she worked hard in the kitchen to make his

as she watched Alexander trudge further into the room, his leg

n her finger, then at the food sitting on the dinin

He must eat the food..." she told herself,

," Lyvanne's voice came ou

she was scared. She didn't want to raise her voic

st time he had punished her-how he had locked her

ber for a second as he craned his head toward her, his

he asked, his tone

o explain herself, he continued, stepping

d eat yo

, her face turned dow

, and how she believed she would break if she did some

d walked back to the stairs, but just as he was about to climb them, Lyvan

food. I'm your wife

pping at her, his eyes blazing

think you