I need to calm down. Images of our old life flashed through my head, and I missed how simple things was. How our love was only fire, I missed more than her body. Yes, our sex life was constantly on flames, but it wasn’t the only thing I missed. Anna changed, she gradually pushed me out, and she never asked how I was feeling, or how losing my wife was affecting my sanity.
As my breath evened out, my attention shifted to her; she had the same expression. I knew she was reminiscing our old life as well. “I knew you didn’t care about how our families functioned, and that you want independence. I never wanted anything else for you; I only wanted you to be happy. I had never cared for children, but I was willing to go through everything to make you happy. I noticed how you looked at our nephews and nieces, and I knew it was something you had always desired. I could not deny it. I knew you needed something to inspire you, especially after you published your last book.”
She closed her eyes and brushed her fingers through her soft hair. I missed caressing her hair, kissing her neck, and simply tracing her lovely freckles across her chest. I couldn’t help but look down at her breasts. God, I missed su—
Her hand suddenly rested on the table, which startled me slightly. I returned my gaze to her face; her eyes remained closed, but she was breathing heavily.
“What a hero you are, sacrificing your own desire to give me the life I want.” She spoke, finally gazing at me.
What!
“How’s Ariana?” I felt a powerful punch land on both my face and groin. I opened my mouth, and nothing came out except dumb Uhm sounds. She knows. “She must be good in bed; I mean you kept fucking her for two years.”
I started to speak, but she silenced me with her hand. “I must admit, I was flattered that you were fucking a hooker who looked awfully similar to me. As if you weren’t actually cheating.”
Guilt flooded my chest; I never believed I was cheating. She was curvy and delicious, just like Anna when she was in college. Anna changed following her last book, which she published four years ago. “You were not yourself anymore...I missed you, Anna.” I swallowed the dryness in my throat. “We stopped having sex even before the pregnancy path started; the spark was gradually disappearing. I needed something to retain my sanity.”
“You fucked her the same day I lost my spark as you claim.”
What! How the hell did she know!! “Anna…”
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