I am pretty but divorced

Chapter 1 -Her Perspective

I am Kore May Lee. I married young when I was 20 years old. I became a homemaker 3 years ago. Now I am 23 years old. I have two sons. After 3 years of marriage, I started to get bored. My life has felt like a living hell. I worked all day, cooking, cleaning, and caring for children. My husband is a regular employee. His salary was just enough for me and my children to be fed, clothed, and live. I started to work when I was 18 years old. That time I could still buy the things that I wanted. Clothes, bags, and make-up! But right now my life feels like a moving ship. It is slow. It is cold, and the ocean is wide.

Back when I was a single woman, I could buy signature clothes and signature bags. I have a habit if I can't have it. I have to do something to make it mine. Sure, when I was a teenager. I would top my class since I am a very smart person. My classmates, of course, admired me. Especially that one boy who became my husband. Back when I was in high school, he used to follow me. He brings me fresh flowers from their farm to gift to me. I can say he is so sweet and gentle. Their family is wealthy back in our countryside. He used to say I was the prettiest girl in the town and someday he would ask me if I wanted to become his wife.

We were foolish and young back then. I loved him with all my heart. The more he shows love to me. The more that I want him for myself. Everybody is so jealous of my new boyfriend. I could say he must not be the prettiest man in town. But his parents were the richest at that time. Hanging out with him made me more attractive to others too. Suddenly, I got all the attention in school. Every boy that I had a crush on will soon be taking a second look at me. I have become a famous performer at school. Even the teachers loved seeing me on stage.

When I was the most popular girl in school, of course, you cannot deny that some were just jealous of my fame. I cannot be pretty and smart at the same time. Since I care more about my looks now. I have forgotten to take the initiative on my homework. I was young and obsessed with how people would look at me. They have branded me in school as a brainless swan. They think that I am pretty but have no brains at all. One girl who used to be friends with me is the smart one now. I can still remember her name is Caroline Smith. She was born as a silver spoon girl. Her parents are not that rich, just like my husband is. But she is the only child of a professor and a member of the office staff of the town. She was built differently. She used to drive to school. Meanwhile, I can only be driven to school if my boyfriend takes me. Lucky for me, he is obsessed with my beauty.

It took a great deal for me to hang out with the best boy in town. It was like a job, being pretty, so you could find a great husband when you graduate or suddenly become the prettiest wife. I didn't learn much in high school, which is why Caroline became the smartest girl. But all eyes could see how shabby Caroline was. She does not trim her eyebrows. She wears her long socks and black shoes like a high schooler. My husband used to mock her as a grade-schooler. We all laughed at her. As much as Caroline hated our group, we all do hate her too for being picky and weird.

She had her grumpy little face when she had people like us. Caroline has been underestimating me and my dumb friends. She hangs out with those brainy people like her. Always busy reading and writing for school publications. While they were busy studying, I am living and enjoying my best life. I had high hopes that I would become a lady of a rich house. Those are my thoughts when I was in high school.

Meanwhile, when I came back to my reality, it was almost 7 years since I was in high school. I have a daughter and a son now. My husband was just running the family business and working as an employee on his father's farm. I had high hopes that I would live lavishly as a homemaker. But that never happened to me. 3 years into my marriage I looked old. My husband never paid any attention to how I looked. Even the store cashier in town looks good in a dress. She wore it better, and she looked so fresher than me. I am stressed about the housework and stressed about feeding the babies. I am now pondering if I have done something that is not right. I wanted to marry my husband because he reeked of money when I was in high school. But right now, I hate him if he keeps on bringing old food from the old man's house.

We keep on fighting about our daily meals! I have complained to him that he has to bring us new food. He would always reason with me. His old home has a lot of food and his mother forgets to cook, which is why he keeps on bringing the food from his old house. I can still remember how he was so cheap! Yesterday, he told me that we should sell our home and move into his mother's house. I hated that thought! If I could only bring back my time. I would never have agreed to marry him. I have lost my life because of him.

I loved my husband when I was young. But things have changed now. I cannot accept defeat! Especially when I knew I had something in my desire that I needed to fulfill. That day I started to plan. I got back to reading books. Now that I still have free time while I am at home I keep on reading books. I will get back the time that I have lost in all of those days.