Abigail Hayes~•~I was taken aback by the silver metal resting inside the drawer. Was it a toy gun? But what the hell would he be doing with a toy in the first place? He wasn’t the kind of man to keep toys.But I also didn’t think he was the kind of man to keep guns!What was I supposed to do? With my heart beating faster than ever, I held the gun and it felt heavy in my hand. Who exactly was George and what other secrets did he have?I tried to rack my brain to think of a good reason he’d have a gun but nothing came up. He was such a workaholic and spent most of his time in the office that he didn’t have the time to work another job. Was he a secret spy?I quickly placed the gun back in the drawer and locked it, dropping the keys on the table. I didn’t think I could face George anymore. I was bad at lying and it would be obvious I was uncomfortable around him. He would ask me what was wrong and I would end up blurting what I saw. Who knew if he’d have to kill me then?Going through

Abigail Hayes~•~Maya and I had been thinking of the different possibilities as to why my husband would possess a gun. We hadn’t even been talking for more than thirty minutes before we heard a knock on the door.I was so not expecting him but as soon as I heard him calling out my name, I panicked and ran away.I could hear him speaking with Maya and I wasn’t even surprised when he caught her in a lie. She was worse than me when it came to lying. She couldn’t lie to save her life.I didn’t know what to do. He was walking toward my former room, which meant he already knew I was inside. He had a lot to do at work today. Why was he here? What about his meetings? Did he realize that I saw the gun? I kept it exactly where I saw it.Was I supposed to pretend to be sleeping? Would he leave then?I saw the handle of the door twist and I started pacing around. “Abigail.” He called out from outside the door. “Don’t ignore me. I just saw you run in.”I winced. What now? Was I meant to open the

Abigail Hayes~•~I felt bad sending George back home without following him but as I said, I needed time to sort through my thoughts. That day, when he left, I received a long text message telling me about everything in his life, including his birth parents’ names and their histories which I had no business learning about. According to him, he wanted to be very transparent with me.His effort was cute.It had only been a night without him but it wasn’t an easy one. I kept tossing and turning. I’d gotten so used to sleeping with him that sleeping alone was torture. Was this what it meant to depend on someone?I was able to get through the night though and when morning came, I decided to visit my mother. She and Olivia were the only ones I hadn’t seen after the incident. When I got to the house, I was welcomed by Olivia who engulfed me in a big long hug as she opened the door for me. I threw my arms over her shoulders and we stayed in that position until my mum came out of her room.

George Galanti~•~It had been weeks. Abigail said she was going to call when she was ready. I had thought it would take a few days for her to be ready or at least, a week. I didn’t know I still wouldn’t be hearing from her three weeks later.She didn’t take my calls. She didn’t let me see her and I was beginning to think it was a problem other than the stuff with Enrico. Speaking of Enrico, I had to terminate our contract and he didn’t like that, but I didn’t care.Abigail wanted me to be a good person. I knew just as much as she did that I wasn’t going to automatically become a good person, but I had to try for her. I really didn’t want to lose her and it seemed like she was already slipping through my fingers.Our relationship over the months hadn’t been the best. We went from casual fucking to fighting to getting her pregnant and getting married because of her pregnancy. Even if I was happy to marry her, it didn’t change the fact that we didn’t marry under normal circumstances. T

Abigail Hayes~•~I wasn’t stalking Christine. I didn’t like her that much to stalk her. It just so happened that she was posting on her IG more regularly and it kept me interested because the places she posted about were also the same places George visited.Yes, I was stalking him.I still had his location after all and I wasn’t ashamed to say that whenever Christine posted about a new place, I checked his location history.He was obviously ignoring me and I didn’t know what to do. I was the one ignoring him, but now the tables were turned and I was left confused.What did that mean for us? Was he done with me? Did he get sick and tired of me? I couldn’t even blame him. If a man left me without a proper explanation for a whole month, I’d be done too.I bit down on my fingernails. I was dressed and ready to leave the house, but I didn’t know if it was a good idea. I stared at the divorce papers in my hand, wondering if I was going over the top.Our relationship was failing. He and Chr