Gael kicked too hard and sending away the table, which looked more like a trolley with which they transport food in a hotel, that glass in his hand was empty in seconds. He drank it in one gulp.He felt his body burning.He didn't know what was happening. I didn't even have any clothes on, just a towel covering my lower body, but it felt like my body was on fire, I felt like I was suffocating, I stretched my hand towards the night table panting and drank in one gulp, directly from the pitcher with water making the liquid drip from the corners of my lips.Alisha had already drunk so much that her senses were beginning to work slowly.My eyes followed Gael's every movement, examining in detail everything he did, as he swallowed that liquid I watched him drink with an eagerness that excited me, his upper body was uncovered and his well worked milky muscles were in full view, in the dimness of the room. I felt I could not stop watching.I didn't even notice my breathing so irregular, when
"Huh? You make me look stupid in front of everyone else, you fucker." though I shook his shoulders. Gael kept laughing, was he looking for his funeral? My nostrils released the air from my lungs, tired of his ridiculous way of defending himself, I slapped his cheek. "You know how bad I felt that day! Even on our wedding day you had to go and make me suffer from the start, you had to act so cold to the taunts of others and force yourself on me to the extreme of going into the operating room! You bastard, you don't deserve anything!"That young woman made me gasp. Even if her eyes looked with small tears almost leaking from their corners, I felt ecstatic, I thought those thumps of my heart were due to the anger I felt, I was being a jerk.Even if I couldn't think straight, I was trying to be docile. Gael knew that those little blows didn't hurt him, perhaps, they made the young woman feel better. He thought it was okay if she stopped crying and changed that lack of communication.Becaus
If I was even allowed to cry, it wouldn't do much good, so holding on to the remnants of sanity I barely managed to muster, I got out of bed.It mattered little if I showed my body.There was nothing left to hide.I didn't want to victimize what I did either, I drank alcohol, but there was such a contradictory internal struggle that it made me feel worse. Even if there was no one reproaching and insulting me. I felt the need to explain, to whom? Ignoring the fact that there was no one at home.I didn't care if I left the sheets hanging or scattered on the floor, as I made my way to the bathroom, I passed in front of the closet mirror. I looked terrible. Painfully swallowing the saliva in my mouth. I walked in leaving the bathroom door open, turned on the light causing that cold liquid to fall on my body, I stood there, ignoring the hours I spent inside. Alisha took a bath with cold water. I wanted to disperse the whirlwinds that bothered my mind."I'm not what he wants" I bit my lips
His look showed that concern, although his voice sounded natural, he wanted her to be able to understand him. She would be in big trouble if she stays."I can't do that, it will be more obvious..." I announced, tightening the straps of the bag in my hand, wanting to hide the slight tremor in my fingers, there was a bad omen at his sudden presence at the party; something bad would happen.That gentleman would not leave the house unless there was too big a reason to make him leave his comfort. "You must, you can't stay, what if you don't leave, what if Grandpa tries to do you wrong in front of those people! It's important that you leave now!" Louis grabbed his cousin's arm wanting to make her understand that she must leave, she must go. The best thing to do was to avoid any possibility. "He won't do anything." Alisha released Louis' grip with a slap of her hand, the doctor, he suddenly felt suddenly nervous, his cousin doesn't want to listen to his advice. "There aren't even options,
Alisha broke free from their grip, pushing the two men who were pulling her by the chest as if she were the trophy they were to obtain. She stepped out of the way and made her way to the salon, walking with majestic elegance, moving as a model would on the catwalk.They must have obtained too much curiosity those who in their audacity did not cease to notice the three of them, when they remained almost at the entrance, she did not even pay attention if Louis would stay for what seemed to be a speculation on the part of Gael's relatives or she was simply weighing too much.He stopped before he was left in the center.He let out a faint sigh.He then looked around the room, there was an incredible decoration, but that didn't matter, because he was looking for that hypnotic look. Gael had not even arrived, or he was underestimating the importance of this party, the same one that had insisted so much to be there.She felt that things were definitely getting worse.She was looking for him
A noise of astonishment for each of the Williams was heard in the room. There was a short silence, no one dared to speak. Alisha observed the faces of everyone around her, they were stunned, some seemed to have stopped breathing, others had their hands covering their mouths. She discovered faces pale and more perplexed than her own.She would never have thought that this child was so expected by this family. And if she had known the consequences of the truth, she would have lied."What!" Gael's mother reacted from her stupefaction. They have invested too much money in that marriage, can't that young wife still get pregnant. What's wrong. Her son needs an heir, it's not possible that she can't become pregnant."Enough." Gael's mother ignored him, walking past her older brother. She stood in front of the young Walsh. "You can't do something so simple. Has my son offended you. Can't you be generous and be a better wife, can't you just be a wife to him?" after learning that Alisha was
Gael alternated his gaze from the grip on her arm to his wife's beautiful face."You're acting so clumsy" he spat, his voice sounded bland and he emphasized the last words so intentionally. Apart from having no courage. He was talking so hastily. He didn't know what to do with those people watching. "You must stop right now that attitude. You are embarrassing your husband."Of course, he didn't even notice that he had annihilated, without the need for blows or knives, the young Walsh girl. That beautiful face paled.Regardless of the immense urge to let out a scream and succumb in her crying, she didn't, she restrained herself ignoring that pressure almost cutting her breath in her throat."Fuck you" she uttered audibly enough, all those stares were in the background. Right now in his eyes there was only her with that hostile businessman. "You think you're so much, and you insult again. You're the worst phony I know!" she faced the young man with a furrowed brow and her eyes no longe
Even if there would be a lump clogging in her throat. Alisha held her feelings in her heart and forced herself to speak to the beautiful woman."The privilege is entirely mine" her voice sounded kind, if you've been around long enough you'd know that tonality doesn't exist, that foolish husband has taken his wife to extremes. "I hope you have as much fun at the party."Flashing a smile.Unforgivable!Spencer couldn't stand to see that anymore, he reached over taking Walsh by the arm and pulled him away.No excuses, he didn't even show anything.There are times when one must act and not measure what happens next, each thing is resolved when it arises. The young man with the mischievous grin; did what anyone would have done, end that nonsense."Spencer... Spencer stop it... I can't..." Alisha wanted to unhook his arm, but there would be no way. As they made their way to the exit of the mansion. Spencer stopped."You always go and take things of your own free will" Spencer had her eyes o