GALEN:“I still can’t believe we’re doing this.” I rolled my eyes as I listened to Olivia complain. “This is way too early. Everyone is going to be suspicious.”“And isn’t that the fucking plan, darling?” She shot me a look before we got into the mall. I had already noticed a man following us from a few blocks back. “Are you sure coming here without our security detail is what’s best?”“For the last fucking time, Olivia, YES!”She infuriated me. Hearing her voice was like the descent of hell. She was like a little kid who couldn’t fucking shut up. I heard the clicking of a camera in the distance, and finally, our plan was working. We entered the boutique in quite a hurry. My wife was worried about something so silly. I kissed the top of her head, and then stood behind her as she picked out some clothes. A Lot of the shop attendants were already throwing glances at us. Olvia smiled, as she showed me a small baby apron.“Yes honey,” I smiled, “this would be perfect.”An attendant ca
OLIVIA:My husband is a fucking jerk!I can’t believe he had the guts to abandon me!Was it something I said? I didn't fucking care. As I entered our house, I tossed my handbag on the chair before climbing up the stairs in a hurry. I was going to give him a piece of my mind. “Galen!” I called out at the top of my voice. Suddenly I began hearing noises coming from our room. A feeling of déjà vu washes over me. As I open the door my mind refuses to process what my eyes are seeing. “Jessie?” I tilt my head as I look at her. Her legs were shamelessly spread apart and my husband was on top of her. They were both naked and they didn't even bother to cover up. my heart pounded in my chest and I felt a lump forming in my throat. It wasn't jealousy. It was humiliating. We were married for crying out loud. I stood there like a deer caught in the headlights. “Well, well, look who decided to come home early.” he snared as he looked me up and down. I could not understand his audacity. My
OLIVIA:“I just don’t know.” I let out. “You were once my best friend too, but right now there’s too much baggage between us.”“You mean because of Galen?”“Yes. He hates you.”“And do you hate me?” He asks, his eyes sinking into mine. I followed the trail of his words and figured out what he really meant. I didn’t like it. “I have never hated you, and it’s not your fault for what Galen believes. But Ashern, you have to understand that I am a married woman now.”“And I know that. It’s not like I'm confessing feelings. Or asking you to sleep with me. I simply just want to be a friend to you.” I thought about it for a moment. It did not make sense that he wanted to be my friend. He knew that Galen hated him. “Well, you were right. My husband is being a jerk.” My shoulders dropped. “It’s high time I stopped letting him decide things for me.”“Atta girl.” Ashern cooed, causing me to laugh. “So tell me, really, how do you feel?” I paused for a moment. The question sunk within me, and
OLIVIA:Galen spoke in grunts, scoffs, and angry glances. Surprisingly, I had expected this to be my new peace. Yet it turned out the opposite. I wanted things to go back to normal. Even if it meant we would be fighting every now and then. Right now, my husband avoids any argument and barely speaks to me. He was mad at me and I understood that. But I also had a right to be angry at him for what he had done. “They are calling us downstairs.” Galen said, as he stood across our bedroom door. I shook my head as I followed him behind. A feeling of déjà vu sets within me as we walked down the stairs and found both our families waiting for us. “It's started.” my mother said with a disapproving look. Galen and I settled into the sofa while our families threw ugly glances at us. A news bulletin popped up on National TV in the gossip sector. Almost everyone in the country subscribed to this. On the TV was an image of my husband punching Ashern. Just the headlines. It was like a comedy
GALEN:I watched, feeling a lump in my throat as Olivia laughed with Jessie. Things had not gone how I’d hoped. My mistake blew in my face and now, my wife was back to being best friends with my mistress. Jessie smiled to Liv before her eyes caught a glimpse of mine for a split second. She winked at me, before excusing herself and walking to the kitchen. I retired to my bedroom, already tired of the sickening scene before me. I needed a break from all of this madness. “Aren’t you just a piece of meat..” someone came up behind me. Her hands slithered across my torso from behind before cupping my dick. “Jessie, what the fuck are you doing?” I turned around as I grabbed her hand and pushed her away gently. “My wife is downstairs. Have you lost your fucking mind?” I said between gritted teeth.“Oh come on… handsome,” She cooed as she took off her top, “this can be a quick one.”She pushes me down on the bed, surprising me with how freakishly strong she is. “Jessie, not fucking now.” I
OLIVIA:Jessie has been a great help. I don't know what I'd do without her. However, right now, even as the media crew wheels their equipment into our house, there is a standoff between Ashern and my husband. They've stopped fighting, but that doesn't mean everything is fine. “Is he telling the truth?” Galen asks, his eyes still on Ashern, "did you really sleep with most of my friends?"“He's lying, he's always lying.”“What do I have to gain by lying about this, Olivia?” Ashern shot up.“Destroying this marriage. Revenge because Galen punched you. Your pride and ego. This is just a few.”“The interview is ready.” Jessie comes up to me, breaking my concentration. I looked at Galen, who was still staring at me like I was a whole different person. “Let's go.” He spoke, and I followed behind him without another word. It felt like I was walking on eggshells. The interview commenced in no time, and it was finally time to put up the act and save this fake marriage. “So Galen, how's marr
GALEN:“You were sleeping with her!” Olivia announced, as she slammed the door shut. “What! What are you talking about?’’“You know exactly what I'm talking about. You slept with Jessie. That’s why she’s always disappearing when we’re talking and coming back all sweaty.’’ The pain behind her eyes was evident. "Are you fucking serious? That's what you want to talk about?""Don't deny it, Galen.""I'm not going to fucking deny. She is 100 times a better woman than you can ever be. She's not a slut like you are.” Olivia gasped. I saw the tears for me in her eyes as she stepped back. She looked at me as if I had grown two heads. “What did you just say?”“You heard me. What went on back there was my worst nightmare. You didn't only sleep with Ashern. It was almost everyone else. You had the guts to stand here and judge me?”“What? G..Galen..” she let out in between tears. “I now know what you did, Olivia, and I don't regret leaving you five years ago. You do not deserve to be loved.
Galen’s POV“Oh my God!’’ Mrs Montey exclaimed, “Drive faster, you idiot!" The tone, and the choice of words, didn’t seem to faze her husband, my wife’s father. I, on the other hand, was surrounded by chaos. My wife laid unconscious in my arms, my heart beating faster. I felt like I was going to die. I have never felt pain like this before. “Please hurry!’’ I begged, and Mr. Montey stepped on it. “This is all your fault!’’ Liv’s mother cried out, looking back at me from the front seat. “You’ve gotten my daughter killed!’’“Shut up, you bitch! She’s going to be fine! She’s not dead. She can’t be.’’ It was the first time that I saw Olivia’s parents become this hostile with each other. “Don’t talk to me like that!’ Mrs Montey shouted, but all my focus was on Olivia. All the yelling died down in my head, and the only person I could focus on was my wife. I kept my hand pressed down on the wound in her chest, I held a piece of cloth on it, and put as much pressure as possible. I knew m