Mia’s pov
Tears mixed with my food as I forced spoon after spoon into my mouth. My lips quivered because I tried my best to hold back my pain but my chest rose and fell, anger seething through every breath I took.
I couldn’t take it anymore and my patience had snapped, so I pushed the plate away and sprang up from my chair, dragging my legs out of the dining room as fast as I could.
“Mia!” He yelled after me but I didn’t even look back.
My vision blurred as I ran upstairs and immediately slammed my room door so hard, it almost ripped off of its hinges.
I know our marriage is nothing but paperwork. A mere business deal that’ll expire as soon as the alignment is over and we’d act like we’ve never met before… but that doesn’t mean he should treat me like a doormat or like I didn’t ha
