party ex

Corey and I didn't say anything to each other till it was time to leave, I thanked him for the dinner and humbly went to my bedroom. I shouldn't see him for at least an hour before he swivels in and interrupts my night.

Sara came in a few hours later, she wanted to know if I would want something, and with the meal I'd had, there was nothing else I would want apart from sending Corey straight to hell, where he belongs.

I told her that I didn't want anything and so she left, shortly after her departure, my husband walked into the bedroom.

He laughed but didn't say a single word to me. He just went into the bathroom, changed into his nightgown and went straight to bed.

I wonder what happened that has made me ignore me in such a manner?

We slept, backing each other.

The following morning, I woke up to the sound of music playing loudly, it came from downstairs, I grumbled and went down to see what was happening, and to my surprise, there was a party decoration going on at the mansion.

Sar