He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back

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ou feel nothing is okay and nothing will

't breathe, can't think, can't do anything but stare at my step s

d completely replaced us in my father's life. She's doing it again. S

already

ce breaks the silence, bu

words don't come. They're too tangled in the agony that claw

ice breaking as I finally speak. I'm not even

ee the room before he can lash out. He has no right

s pouring out, my body shaking. I lean against the cold, mirrored wall of the elev

head. During these past five years, I thought I've endured all facets of pain from watching Damien with d

e one you love, finally giving his heart to someone el

h his infidelity in hopes that he'll finally come to his senses. For going against my father

s while being his trophy wife. Everything I've done for the past years have been fo

k Ferrari and drive off. I just want to be alone in my

in the heart of the great city of Los Angeles, I get out

mp onto the bed. A nauseating feeling craws up my spine and I have to g

but it's starting to get dark outside. I hear Damien's car screech

eart thumps with every step. The next moment, he's standing in front of

on the bed

vorce," he f

ically, I understand what they meant, but I can't comprehend them.

g is simply impossible. It's something that's happens to other people,

sn't matter, we can make this work. I love him and I don't care if he doesn'

k calmly, my fingers curling tigh

over his eyes. "I said I want a divorce, Imogene

s dark gaze doesn't waver. I manage to

an't your dumb brain think

's respons

tried to love you but I don't think I ever will. I love Fiona. And maybe she m

before. It's pitying and parental. I don't like it, but there's somet

You can sign them

I continue to sit there, frozen. Against my better judgment, I

d suffering I'm feeling at this moment had never been felt. And the bottomless blac

e pain sliced, stabbed, and throbbed away at me until I can't breathe. The pain has barely just began, moving to rip thr

the outcome. I allow myself to hate him, to despise him for taking advantage

ring pain unto my soul. My sobs eventually slows, then subsides altogether, and before I can second-guess

l out a suitcase, then grab wh

an't afford to at this stage. I stare at the wedding ring around

out the door. Out of