He eyed me in frustration and said "Fine...I am leaving but you are going to come running to me and you will confess your love for me and that's MY PROMISE "
"Fine now leave" I said.
I freaking love him but I don't want to confess it. I have done it so many times in anger and I won't say it now. Never.
He is gone and I am sure...this was all his formality. I will for sure get the divorce papers tomorrow morning and he will chill with Veronica.
I couldn't sleep that whole night eagerly waiting for the next morning.
***
As expected the morning was no good and to add more to my already sick mood, my periods started five days earlier.
"Ughhh...damn this stupid girl thing" I whined.
I thought of taking a long warm shower to ease up my senses and my paining lo
