Running Away

LUCILLE

I dashed into my room as soon as I got home and flopped onto the bed, stuffing my face into the pillow. I sobbed uncontrollably.

The whole thing happening seemed like a Televista. How can Ramsey do that to me? What have I done? Is he married before getting married to me?

Different thoughts filled my mind until I finally remembered how we both started.

It was all a facade. Our marriage! The feelings! And the memories! They were all facade.

It wasn't supposed to happen between us no matter what. I wasn't supposed to fall in love with me. He only got married to me because of his business which he had sorted but I was the one who forced him into permanently being my husband.

I was such a fool to be easily carried away by the momentary enjoyment.

I was enjoying another woman's position like an idiot.

The more I reminisced on the memories we'd shared, the more the tears rushing out of my eyes increased.

The moment I heard the horn of his car, I hurriedly rushed to the door