We dropped Ayanda’s mom and sister almost a week back at their place some shack not that far from here but they never allowed us in and Ayanda was happy with their decision. Ayanda has been moody, sometimes I have to use one of the guestrooms because he won’t let me in the master bedroom.
Not how I had imagined my marriage and honeymoon.
I have to stay here by myself, sometimes he won’t eat no matter how much I beg him to, and this is becoming stressful. I haven’t heard from his mom even when I gave her my digits and I don’t want to call her because I’ll come across as pushy but I really wish they’d talk to each other so they can heal and find a way forward.
“Good morning” Ayanda greets me walking into the guest room I have been using for the past 2 days. He walks over to me and he k
