Ponder

𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄

Just like that, one week had passed since our fucking engagement and nothing had happened!

It was like he just disappeared. He knew I wasn't excited, and so he left. Disappearances as such shouldn't be celebrated fully. It ought to be celebrated with one eye focused while the other was supposed to be roving around in case the person just walked in--physically, it was quite impossible. Adrian was like that.

What I was wondering was when he'd just show up. To me, it wasn't a matter of how since that son of a bastard did whatever he liked. It was a matte of when.

Months ago, we visited his mother and as at that time, she was quite slender--not her normal body type, but it was what sickness had done to her. The next time we had a face to face confrontation, I was going to make sure I asked him if his mother was dead.

It was very much rude, but all I wanted to do was see how triggered he'd be to hurt me. I planned on using it to my advantage and damn right, I was doing it in