IRENE'S POV
I got inside the room I was avoiding all day and set at the edge, firming.
Just because they gave up doesn't mean I will. What annoys me the most is that they kept saying 'live with it'. I should just live with a criminal?
I would have divorced that man if I could get the papers. I let out a sigh and brought my finger with our wedding ring on it close to my face.
"Why can't I take you off?" I asked myself staring at the ring. It is not that hard to remove it but I just can't. Maybe because it was the best day of my life.
I shut my eyes to hold back the tears then breath in then out. I shouldn't cry again. I am done crying.
I don't love him.
I don't love him.
I don't.
I breath in and out again before slowly opening up my eyes.
My eyes meets his familiar grey orbs.
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