When everything leads to believe that life has already taken me to the rock bottom, life itself offers me support and light. I never dreamed of living a free life, full of achievements and passions, the first opportunity I had to be loved, I was forced to have self-respect.
"The bad thing about deceptions is that they come from those you least expect". - Unknown Author.
05:00 a.m. - London...
Opening her eyes, she sees the face of her husband Kamael, sleeping like a Greek god. She smiles and sits on the edge of the bed.
- Another day! - she declares, getting up and walking to the bathroom. She cleans herself in the morning.
- I bring everything forward. - She whispers to her reflection in the blurred mirror, like her mind in the last few days. Feeling down, she walks to the kitchen.
- I prepare Kamael's coffee, leave everything ready. - She does her routine chores, her mind is yelling for her to do something about it. She wants at all costs to help her husband and she knows that every time she touches this subject, he turns into a different man from the one she is used to seeing.
Realizing that it was already past 6:00 a.m, she breathe dejectedly.
- Damn it, I can't stand this life of waking up, doing everything, and then staying the rest of the day doing nothing. - she says to herself. - Kamael won't let me help him, he says that as a man he refuses to let me work outside, and to satisfy him, I do everything he asks me to do. I don't live! I am the perfect housewife, I do the laundry and cook for this huge house - She whispers to herself in a melancholy voice. - Ah! Where is the servant? There isn't one! I need to occupy my mind. - She complains, gesturing in the air and talking to herself.
Sitting at the coffee table distracted by her inner chaos, she loses herself when she smells the perfume of her handsome husband invading the kitchen. Smiling, she analyzes him in all his glory. He looks gorgeous in his black suit. She focuses on his tie, knowing that she does it on purpose, leaving it crooked like every morning. He walks over to her and pulls her into a warm. hug.
- Good morning my sweet! - He whispers and kisses her softly. Fixing his tie, he smoothes his suit like someone who wants to make it perfect. He turns her around and takes her lips in a warm kiss, something he has done frequently in the last few months.
- Wow, you look stunning, my sweet. - He compliments her, looking into her eyes, and in response, she smiles shyly.
- Stop, honey. - Looking at him with his eyebrows raised was predictable, he already knows what he would do, his physiognomy changes quickly. - I need to occupy my mind. I want to work! - Her words come out fast, like someone who has trained for hours.
- No! You don't want to. - He retorts, turning away. The gentleman is gone, replaced by a rude and controlling one. She will not give up on this conversation.
- Yes, I do! - Looking angrily at him, she walks to the sink and picks up his cup. Observing everything with a straight face and without thinking, she proceeds with the subject that for him is already over.
- I can't handle this life anymore! I want to do something to occupy my mind or I will freak out, Kamael. Shouting, she unburdens herself. Facing his wife with a guilty look on his face, he has been thinking about all this and barely sleeps because of this situation, he is fed up with the lie, but he doesn't know how he will get through this situation and, as always, decides to be rude to his beloved.
- Listen carefully to what I'm about to say. My wife doesn't work! - he says with a rude tone because he knows that he will not talk about it anymore.
- Ok. - she rebuts in a whiny voice, turning her attention back to her coffee and ending the subject. she doesn't want another morning fight.
- You can get me stressed out in the morning. I'm getting mad about it. I've even lost my hunger. - Crazy to escape from the situation he hated to bring up every morning, he drops the cup, messing everything up, which was unnoticed now, is noticed. She stares at him with her eyes tearing up with sadness.
He leaves once again furious with his attitude and, to avoid confessing his mistakes, he doesn't say goodbye.
- I'm already accustomed to it. - she whispers between tears. - We don't have a child because he doesn't want one, that's all my whole life. The house and the husband. We barely have sex. - She complains, giving way to a frustrated woman.
- He only comes home tired and, to be honest, I don't miss sex. - She whispers, knowing very well that it is a lie since lately, he has been a little more attentive.
As usual, to relieve her anger, she starts cleaning the kitchen for the 1000th time this month only. After the exhaustion of tidying up her huge house, she lies down, and sleep catches up with her.
I pressed my lips against his and stole his sweet, savory taste, not ready to end the sweet moment. I licked my lips seductively and whispered. "Despite your age, I love you." Sarah was obsessed with the man of her dreams, despite knowing that their love was forbidden and would be disapproved by her father and others. She held onto the many beautiful dreams she had of being with him, wishing for them to come true. She found herself in love with her father's best friend, a very handsome man who had been rejected by his wife. Her desire was to show him what true love really meant. When her father received a job transfer,Sarah saw it as a perfect opportunity to be with him. The situation improved even more when she realized they would be living under the same roof.
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