A Love Story in Seychelles

wadays. I hate going outside. I am in love with my space. I wonder a

I have no energy nor willingness to keep trying. So many times I've

Because he have been working everyday for twelve to fourteen hours, he is tired everyday and we will see each other for two hours before I sleep. He will want sex even if he is drained and yester

the sweetest words were flying out from his lips on that gruesome night. With a pained scalp after having my hair pulled, an aching body after being dragged, I thought

t with the accounts department from his workplace. I was fairly upset as the accounts department consists of females only. I questioned him about his intentions but he said they are his colleagues and there is nothing wrong with going out with the

s to sort out. We went home. It was a quiet drive. At home I had a show

k me up' I told him as I was definitely not having him drive me being intox

utside but I wasn't worried. Why would he lock me outside? At home, I tried unlocking the door but to no avail. Looking through the w

workplace. He came but i changed my mind along the way and went back home and this time the door was unlocked. I went in and he had been drinking again. That night was a bad night

? It seems that he'd been interacting with a certain Carol. I was hurt already from the way I was treated just a few hours before but seeing the notification after he claimed he doesn't talk with other females hurt me di

atter what his excuses were, he needed to leave. I was disgusted and a

thout looking at him. 'Mistreating is one thin

there is nothing between Car

justify what I've discovered. 'I wante

u chose to call Carol? And at 3am?' I asked.

just a frie

ly never heard of this one. How long hav

raight. You ignored me yesterday and

was hurt. 'Just leave. Go to your parents. Go

the list of promises was read on that day. Even tea

He pleaded on text as I refused to answer his calls. 'Please give us another ch

hs ago. I thought of our kids and the good memories we had. I was