Foes after our Divorce

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and I haven't set my eyes on my husband, Benjamin Davis. I can

happened to her; yes, I was actually responsible. If only I had left the

almost Ten, and there was no sign of my husband. He had refused to p

ch time I heard the sound of a car driving into the estate, I would

vet. I stared at the ceiling; the memories of how we lived before flashed before

he duvet from my body. I sighed in relief, knowing it was Benjamin; he looked

ng to the effects of the alcohol; it's been a long since he asked me such a qu

o stop before it becomes a habit." Benjamin c

ged saliva. It's been a long time since I felt like this. I wanted

I felt satisfied after a long time. It felt like yesterday when we got marrie

d the tears from my eyes as I got up to freshen up before returning to join him in the bed. He was st

find him beside me when I got up, but no. I felt excited when I remembered what happened last night; it was o

he shower. I was expecting him to kiss my cheeks o

ed him what to do. Don't try to act stubbo

om last night. "What divorce, Benjamin. I am your wife, if th

orce, so when the lawyer comes, sign it

ke a sharp blade. I couldn't move my mouth or my feet. The to

at have I done? Why do I have to suffer like

towards the bed and fell to it; I almost hit my head on the wood; tha

ck it up, but then it came again; I thought it was Benjamin; maybe he was calling to tell m

, I called to inform you about the situation at

knew where the conversation was headed. "Benjamin, what have I done to you?" I

ak. "Why do I have to suffer like this? What have I done to deserv

esitation, I glanced at the screen, thinking it

u?" I asked without k

home," sh

said and immediately

alking dead, not minding what I was putting on. I need someone