My Evil Husband's Regret

g along the well-known streets in the daylight,

pletely filled. Nearly all had arri

sition. When it came to getting ready for the funeral, none of the others

me to repay him for all that he had done for me. He ha

rt. I chose to take a seat on the other side. Sitting with the others didn't

a. Why are we sitting here?" pointing to

wasn't a secret, after all, that, in the aftermath of everyth

t already. I lie: "I don't w

he decides to go on. I sense someone seat beside

I have no idea why he was sitting in this position. He ought to be

amn it. which I did. hu

stare at us when Lu

und as I give

etween you two?" I hea

eful for little miracles. I wouldn't have to

ats with him invisibly. I feel a li

? Will you have changed anything? altered it and positively impacted the lives of others yo

ne nearby even give a damn? Who am I fooling here? They refused to. They would most likely throw a feast

shade of Allison perfectly captured the idea that I would never be adequate for anyone. She was more lovely than I was. as attractiv

y focused on Allison. Her suffering surpasses mine. My happiness is not as important as hers. E

Lucas's voice wakes

t everyone was leaving a

" I get chills every tim

t him, but because we will be sharing Lucas's

him. I know it's impolite, but I can't stop staring at him. No

Lucas,

e step outside, a throng of people approach us and offer their sy

ven before we had

ehind me, "So you've finall

ing a splotchy face and puffy, red eyes,

, I really didn't

lison. Shall we si

fore leaning closer so

amily from me, but that is no longer the case. She then turns to walk away as the preacher asks us to retur

and my sister's leaving back. Her remarks

lace, she is free to keep anything. The family she is referring to worships

her's final resting place while fighting b

in a group. You would believe that I was a stranger attending the funeral

to dust," as they lower the f

greatest cries came from mother, pleading for her father to return to her. Allis

ell up with tears when I see him like way. I detest witnessing him suffer.

accept them. It seemed as though I was both there and not at the s

to Dylan's parents, saying,

n brother Andrew

me a fleeting glance but remain silent. I was not

snacks with them?

rdly next to each other when they depart. His attention was just on Alliso

ything happened pretty quickly. Gun-wielding men started shooting

ief as he used his

d myself surprised? It's clear from this that I will never be his top pr

eamed at by a man weari

as struck by something that penetrated my skin, cau

applied pressure to the cut, say

tell him I was alright, I noticed that his hands and my

...Lucas,"

ore everything turn