Romantic Homicide

tside. I no longer wanted to stay in this place. I didn't want to wait there, unnoticed, as my husband once again di

effort to be patient and understanding, allowing Jake the necessary time to mourn. While sitting in the peacefulness of our

le bit of excitement made my heart skip a beat. Maybe he had come to see his actions, or maybe he had just n

ng you for a while, but you didn't pick them up. Isabel said tha

d needs help. I don't know what has gotten

or ask if I wanted his help. He wasn't even aware of my presence in the hospital. His only concern was ensuring Is

again, and now he was instructing me to say sorry t

ouldn't continue living in this manner, constantly waiting for the moment when Jake would acknowledge me as his wife? Now I had a

hink about the suffering he was inflicting, to understand the extent of the pain he was causing m

help him realise the true impact of his actions on o

to overlook or dismiss, but as his wife, the mothe

ned not to allow him, or anybody else

for myself, of insisting that he see the pain he had inflicted on me, prevent

rd by slowly coming closer to me. With a gentle approach and a soft look on his face, he held my waist and shoulder as he led me to the

ecently. You've had to handle a lot of things because of Isabel. And I'm sorry about

he is having difficulties with her pregnancy, and the truth is... we are the only ones she has. My brother did an excellent job loo

for his brother was real and that it was driving his behavior more than I had thought. For a moment, the walls around my heart began to

r. "Just try to make things easier for Isabel. I know she can be

myself, I felt my defences falter. I wanted to believe him, to trust that he still ca

k you, Sarah. I know this hasn't been easy for you, but I p