Chapter13-Morning sickness

Life is a bitch. An annoying bitch I tell you. It has nothing good to offer to average people like us. It is only favorable to the big men. That is, the wealthy men, romancing them and filling them up with roses.

It has been two days. Yes, two fucking days since the last time I saw him. I heard from his assistant that he traveled to Chicago to visit his parent because they summoned him. It was so urgent that he had no time left for him to get ready or speak it out. He left just as soon as their call came in.

I wish though, he never comes back.

Even though I miss him I still don't want him back. Not now at least. I need enough time to heal from all the injury he inflicted on me, especially my sore privy.

I stood up from the bed and headed downstairs to grab some food in the kitchen. I'm hungry, very hungry that I wonder what happened. Is not like I didn't eat last night.

If I remember clearly I've been eating more than necessarily recently. Before, I could stay for the whole day witho