its content into the glass cup that sat on the table. It was j

nd dressier, and by dressier I mean I no longer wear sweaters so much not that I had become a Barbie kinda gir

est friend, not even his acquaintance, nothing. In all honesty, apart from giving me work rela

th him anymore, hence the numerous women I see him with every night, in his matrimonial home/bed. Who the fuck does that? Obviously someone with no regards for another's fe

footsteps followed. I wouldn't have heard him at all if it hadn't been

ct that I am an honest person. I could honestly say that I married a beautiful man. The fact that he treated me like shit didn't change that fact nor blind

which he didn't reply as he sat down for brea

growled and I mutte

cally that I wanted strawb

e. I forgot the strawberr

my eyes. It hurt. I will never be used to the hurtful things people hurl at me. Useless, big for nothing, good for nothing,

ried wasn't there. I had known for a while now that he never wears it. I looked down at my own finger

sket of fruits on the table before lea

rang. I smiled a little

my ear. The way I dressed changed, courtesy of my

diately that I was his bestie, but being the socially awkward person I was/am, I couldn't do much to help myself. He kept pushing a

mstances surrounding my marriage, he knew what my life had been like and that was why he insisted that I embrace my

waiting for y

walked in, he disconnected, not sparing me a glance, he walked out and into the parlour to get whatever it was he wanted. I put the plates away immediately and grabbed the muffins and jogged out of the h

oking had improved to that level. I raised my eyes and my smile disappeared immediately as my eyes met Keith's cold green eyes. There was anger in th

d because my mind was occupied wit

ery said as Keith's car came to life and he drove off

" Avery comple

anner as I remembered what h

ve a shit

ldn't question me. He didn't care if I had men by the side, so lo

just 15 more minutes. Don't want to be

*****

e really upset with you." Avery said as I shut the door a

t of my insecurities? I had no idea but I knew I was going to wear

d glass of orange juice. Just then, I remembered the grocery shopping, so I just took my stuff to my room and grabbed

judgmental look I'd get from whoever was in there with him. I saw them sitting and playing a soccer game on the hooked up PS4 Pro. I shook m

mbering I had an appointment. Avery wanted me to follo

rawberry juice for him, I filled another glass tumbler

ror. As usual, I saw the same thing. Boobs, belly fat, thunder thighs and ass. The nice word could describe

nd a lacy black thong. I laughed at that ridiculous attempt at underwear

d my pubic area and the waist of the thong. I pulled on my tights to prevent my thighs from chaffing and the

e knee down. It was long enough to cover my feet and some

e red lipstick on. Just then, my phone vibrated and it was Avery telling me he was w

em and told him I wouldn't be back until 9and he just nodded. At that moment, his friend turned to look at him and his eyes widened as he choked on his drink. Turning t

ring? And where are you go

mediately. I turned and quickly opened the do

way from me when I'm

Avery immediately pulled me out and

when I remembered the look on Keith's face when he got over his sh

id that they wouldn't, that I looked beautiful and hot. I didn't s

****

ery wanted me to follow him. But they had sai

coming wit

em hun. T

osing the door, I flipped the light switch on and almost screamed w

e got really close to me, I could smell the drink on his breath as he

ere you

and fell with each breath I took, and for a while, his eyes

t you to see

not going to stop seeing him

and before I could say any other thing,