Chapter Twenty Three

"A man who doesn't spend time with his family can never be a real man." ~ Mario Puzo

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Irina's point of view:

I woke up to an empty bed. My husband was nowhere. His side was empty. What was I expecting? I was expecting him to be on the bed.

I should have known this was going to happen.

It is not like he cares about me. It is not like we love or care for each other so I shouldn't be disappointed.

But why did I feel hurt?

That's a question I couldn't answer.

I stood up from the chair and went to the toilet to freshen up. After taking a shower I used his towel to go out of his room to my room but not before packing my clothes and underwear. Thank God his room is opposite my room.

On getting to my room, I met Loana packing my clothes inside a traveling bag.

"Hey." She greeted me as she looked up from what she was doing.

God, this is so embarrassing.

I hope she doesn't tease me about this.

"Good morning." I said in a low voice. I feel so embarrassed.

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