I close my eyes, leaning back on the seat and relaxing on this travel back home. I can honestly say that I feel relaxed and content, for the honeymoon was beautiful, fun and exciting. Every bit of it was filled with new experiences, adventure and surprises.
Keith never failed to surprise me , he always did even if it was something small or big, he surprised me. He showed me all beautiful places I've never been to, made me try out new things and always made sure that I was happy. Keith truly deserved the most caring husband award in my eyes.
After that night where he asked me to sign those papers, giving me right over everything, I felt overwhelmed and loved so much, but of course fear gripped at me, for the amount of trust he had in me, was beyond words. He trusts me with his life and everything.
His hard work, inheritance, future, were all in the palm of my hand and I was nervous of such a responsibility. I've never
A long journey it's been, for the both of us, especially for me. A young girl I'd been with, the will to survive in this life and make something of myself, I'm here now as a young woman, having grown within marriage.I was so young and probably naive but I still stood strong, for I'd been an observer and an independent person. Losing my mother was the hardest hit I'd got and at some point, I'd thought I'd lose focus and purpose, but then he showed up. Keith came along and gave me purpose, he gave me a reason to start living and being focused, even if my focus was on him.The age difference didn't matter to me, and even if I entered into this marriage alone, with no support or family, I still did it independently. My wait for him was not intentional at first, I found myself invested more in the marriage without realizing, and when I'd really opened my eyes to the truth, the truth was that I'd fall
5 years later........Soft music played in the background, lulling them to sleep. They were trying to resist but I knew that soon they would be goners.My beautiful babies.I didn't know how we did it, but Keith and I seemed to do pretty okay. Our babies, Isabella Rosie Salvatore and Isaiah Silas Salvatore.They were my pride and joy, my blessing from God, my little miracle babies. I fell in love with them everyday. There just seemed to be something new about them that captured my heart.5 years down the line and I'd grown, in fact we'd both grown. We were both still happily married, now we were content with our children and they brought more life into our lives.I've never seen Keith so happy, he just lights up at the sight of them and becomes putty at their hands, they've got him
I sat crossed legged on the couch, my Kenny G CD playing soft and soothingly in the background.Book in hand and my relaxing on the couch, I waited, like every other night for him, Keith, my husband.You see we've been married for 2 years now, and one would think I'd grow tired of waiting for him, doing the same thing, just for him to make little to no acknowledgement of my existence. But no, the hope of that One day, still lies within .Keith Salvatore is a 26 year old, successful CEO and owner of Salvatore Enterprises and other ventures, good looking , talented and who's presence is filled with authority and a bit of mystery. He's the type of person who works well under pressure, never rash with his decisions and has a way of getting his word across with the simplest of words.Being as straight forward and blunt sometimes, I found myself hearing him the first time we met, without much f
I waited in the Kitchen, food displayed on the kitchen table, looking delicious as ever. I had put extra effort this morning, with how much Keith seemed to enjoy dinner last night, I thought why not add a feast of a breakfast.I just hope to God he accepts and actually relieve me of my efforts.Hearing his footsteps coming down from the stairs, I quickly get into position and stand behind his chair, hoping he doesn't just pass by.I'm surprised when he actually steps in the kitchen like someone, who planned to do so, he stops mid step and takes in the delicious looking food on the table. From pancakes, russians, eggs, bacon, you name it.I just wanted to give him options and once there was left over, I'd give to the staff of the house. They deserve to be treated right and feel appreciated every now and then.I nervously watch him step further into the kitchen and hold my breath when he loo
I know I shouldn't have done it but at the moment, it was the only thing in mind, with those news, having to hear it from a live TV show then my own husband.Right now as I speak, I'm pacing up and down nervously in a motel. Hoping that he doesn't show up or be in his ignore mood enough that he doesn't notice me, not that he really does.I just needed to be away from there and get a bit of fresh air, even if it's for the night. I was quite careful about this, though telling Joe I would check in a hotel, I watched him leave and right after, I called a cab and booked a room in a motel, under my mother's name, not wanting to expose Keith being married, as well as myself.Finally sitting down on the soft bed, I sigh out loud and look around the room for the first time since being here, because I was too in my head to see much. Now that I'm here, I really appreciate what I see, the room is clean( thank God), cream white
"Pack your things we're leaving." He says, barging in and pushing me aside in the process." I don't understand." I say."There's nothing to understand, you are coming back to the house." He says, giving my room a once over before turning to face me.I turn my back to him, closing the door and almost leaning my head against it, in preparation of this conversation."No." I murmur against the door." What?" He asks.Turning back around to face him, both hands behind my back against the door."No, I said no." This is really my first time speaking up and saying no to him."Why not?" He asks." I thought you'd tell me once you wanted to move on." I say, instead of answering the question.Silence is all there is right after I say this. I gasp when in long stride, he's right in front of me. Both hands on either s
" Oh my God!" I gasp under my palm, which covers my mouth.I can't believe that I let this happen, let myself be in this situation. The last I remember is me laying on the floor and now I wake up, to the feel of a strong arm around me and the sight of Keith laying close to me.Not wanting Keith to find me on the bed with him, I place his arm on the bed before carefully leaving the softness of the bed, taking my toiletries and change of clothes to the bathroom.Well more like tiptoeing to the bathroom. I almost slam the door shut before leaning against it and releasing a big sigh of relief.The feeling of water on my body is amazing, has me relaxing and almost forgetting about the whole sleeping arrangement.The night might not have turned out the way I initially thought it'd be, but I won't lie and say butterflies didn't erupt in my tummy when Keith held me close.Comfor
It's night time, that much I can tell.I haven't really been out of my room, due to me crawling onto bed and falling asleep as tears freely fell down my face.None bothered me which gives me relief, especially with Keith not seeing me like this, proving that I expected way too much from this marriage then we'd pretty much discussed. Well, I hope he didn't come in.I'm still in the same clothes I was in from morning and now , more then ever with this exhaustion, I'm in need of a long shower. Not wasting time , I get up from the bed, switch on the bed side lamp and head to the bathroom.Divorce.The word alone crashes in mind , reminding me of why I was in this state hours ago. I'm in love with him yet till now, he hasn't ever noticed nor gave thought to us working out. Shaking my head , I undress and step into the shower and once the water hits me, everything seems to fade away and I'm just