OUT OF CONTROL

-----~[AMELIA]~-----

~[THE SAME DAY]~

I am just sitting in a particular position on the sofa in the living room staring into space thinking about absolutely nothing except my particular act of stupidity that I committed a few hours ago. Brandon has returned for work and it seems things weren't really stressful for him today because he returned quite earlier than I expected. I have already done him the honors of serving him dinner and he's currently in his study working out some homely business duties.

His business never seems to end for him. Once he is done with the category at the office he always returns back home to continue another section in his study room. Sometimes I find myself wondering when and how his work will ever end. It never seems to. He is always busy 24/7 and only seems to have the time for me at midnight.

Not like I am in dire need of his attention anyway. I don't really feel that particular ache that women are supposed to feel for their husband whenever he seems