Mr Wither's Forsaken Bride

yn returned late in the night and headed

he country. This left a lot of workload for her althou

warm shower and still had ma

rge, white towel, to prevent catchin

reading it across the towel rack beside

easured towel smelling l

n spinned and pl

si

ng, why did she feel pa

, the man who she thought had connected her to bliss w

rtphone and scrolled through her contacts, stopping at

king on it to get redirect

up one sided messages from her to

dream husband and true love, Nathan. It was t

arriage, Nath

ne into

out of the country and to take care of herself til

n thought it w

goes out of the country on

only done it to please his father. She had thought that h

ght to be one of the memorable days

is well being like a dutiful wife, constantly asking for the d

y sent and seen, neve

pped sending him any messages after a full year had p

in his messages and couldn't help h

ting him, would he have re

ithin her chest an

is news was more pressing than brooding over lo

ed on the

ed in his sleep" She typed away, ke

She hopped on the bed

gained Eveyl

n her pale hand t

this time. I'm used to hi

unless she was invited to. She must have perceived

lie with her o

ssed her phone to the night stand, not bo

sness as a wife to her husband in this

body stretching her legs to full le

e stared sideways to be greeted by the vast whit

the pretty Galaxy 3D wall paper she

up back home nor picking up his calls. It dawned on E

ry glad to make such a decision, ranging from the rooms blue/space themed decor and her husky, Daisy who she considered

gone crazy if Daisy wasn

ort

t, suddenly thin

. It must be very heartbreaking to learn that a father

o be with him in these moments of grief and support him to the b

have any influence on her husband's wellbei

for the upt

nk too much, lest

The weekend is always the best." S

eyelids met, quickly sendin