CRAVING MY EX-BOYFRIEND

ime of the year. However, she was greeted with nothing but a blurry haze obstructing her view. She played with the hem of her oversized cardigan as she waited i

s cleaning off the fros

ped lips in response. How silly can I be? She thought. I could easily make a move and do it, it wou

akable voice of Alex Antoni

ooding figure of her husband, Alex. She watched him cross the threshold

s, Alex barely touched her. He would rather caress ornate objects instead. This time, his cross-shaped pen was at the whim

nything you wanted me to do

t, it's not me this t

she could pretend that she never came from his loins. But, that could never be achieved. No amoun

y, walking towards the bed. She craved to sit so badly, like it could sit

us soon." Alex i

hy

ared with her father. All that mattered to him was the million-dollar empire he stood to gain, just by being associated wi

. I have decided to take a step of faith by getting married to the love of my life, Marlene. You and Rebecca have never cared about if I l

creasingly difficult to get her size in the mall. It almost crossed her mind that her father

tell him?" She

ct. Without waiting for my response, he continued. "I told him, we couldn't make it to the weddi

hy

is voice rose

eath, but plunged on s

go back there. I don't want to go back there." She

the walls of the room. Rebecca's breath caught in her throat. She wondered

"We are obligated to your father. He is my boss, in case you're suffering from amnesia. I wouldn't be surprised if you were

s steamy with tears. "Nothing, nothing is wrong

. It's just that the workload is becoming crippling.

n to her small apple-shaped breasts. She would be travelling to Washington DC. A place that housed her childhood. A childhood she wished to forget. Everyone there acted lik

hing on the porcelain floor. She got up quietly, making her way to it, while w

pe could easily fix its brokenness. Who could fix her?