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heavy with my pounding heart as I walked to my room, the hallway stretching out before me, some s

other's name light up the screen and made my stomach do a

armth that felt alien. "Ophelia! How's my girl?

nibbling at me. "Uh, i

reaching around to close it behind me, to shut

! We're so lucky you have him." The laughter escaped her lips, yet all that came was a tempest churning

to call, as she was not the type to

seeing what I am seeing? "Mom, I..." my voice br

e believe me? "There is something of grea

d different. You drink again after the

said with my heart racing. "Something happ

r tone that didn't offer any comfort. "What do you

st tighten. "Mom, I caught him... with a woman. He was 'having sex'

a, are you certain you are not hallucinating? Perhaps

Mom, I'm not hallucinating!" My voice rose again in desperation. 'I saw him. I walked in on him. He was...

etie," she si

m,

ighteous man, Ophelia. But as to what you said, I still insist that maybe

repeat the same words as if I really was crazy? "Paranoid? Mom, I loved him! I

t adjustment. Owen is a nice man. And even if he does it, ignore it. He's from a wealthy family,

ough me. "But not on the wedding night! He was

res he faces. You both have been raised in different worlds. You're sti

pat, frustration boiling over. "It's not about cl

have to put more work on it as the wife," she said in a dispassionate

work on

He would have never ma

n't," I whispered,

s not a bed of roses. You're just being oversensitive. You'

ncredulity suffocate me. "Are y

et a little confusion ruin our family's newfound happiness or jeopardize o

ill wracked from her words. "This

n't screw it up with your temper and

en, feeling lonelier than ever. Her indifference continued to reverberate in my mind, gai

face. How could she side with him? How could she dismiss how much pain I was in?

e, too emotional. If I couldn't even count o

n upon me, and I just curled into myse

rms around me, to hear him whispering everything would be

left fo