Burned by his lies
a's
how I did. Waking up to the smell of coffee, I thought last nigh
just feel how swollen they are were the wake-up call I needed
ot with, the one I thought was the lov
s deep in thought. He's bare-chested and the sunlight reflecting on his
last night was just a scene taken out of my imagination. Like we're just some lovey-dovey couple
says softly as he goes
at the table and I take in the different meals. I doubt I'll be able to eat. Not when my t
ke but when I didn't answer, he continued. "You should try something. We have a long day planned. The yacht
thing on it shake. "Just...just stop
on the table was forgotten. "We could still be, Zee. Nothing ha
said in a tone that said he
of without risking everything he had worked so hard for. I was just t
ore we went ahead to do all this
e I wanted to do that ma
I didn't leave you," my voice was calm bu
e of them as he bowed his head and whispered. "You're the b
already d
g for the blow I'm going to deliver w
e the worst mistake I've ever made." I watch
at, Zee. I know yo
" I blurt out
ll be good for what I have planned out. I want to give him ho
ls his eyes and then
es
need. I'll fight even harder for us to have a stable and pea
"You don't have to do that cause I won
from his face as he l
se, you can't do it. We'll work it out. I pro
I have already
get up and leave to get ready for
n't even taste any
**
hy. He's probably wishing I'll change my mind. Good luck. The yacht trip passes in a blur. Every time a stranger compliments ho
way to the lower deck with his phone. I schedule an appointment with a clini
s eyes follow me till I sit
back to our suite. I sit on the floor and lean back against
will think I have. And if he believ
t care to listen but I still grab a few words. His voice sounds soft and broken like a wounded ani
er forgive me. No, I ca
e and he's the one playing me. But I'm abo
ut a fake procedure, the anonymous message from someone I received offering help i
he baby would supposedly be 'taken care of' by tomorrow and b
t of his life regretting what he d