Juilet's POV.
Sulking while rough handedly throwing away all the pillows and other substances within range away in anger.
why was it just difficult turning this guy on, this wasn't the Daniel I married to, the Daniel I married to can't even stand a chance not to look at me for a day.....
Not able to control the tears I trapped in my lids, I broke down sobbing on and off haggardly wiping my eyes.
What happened that day was a mistake and a slip of tongue.....I was grateful for not slipping anything suspicious to leave him doubtful about Sophie's mishap.
With rage and anger I went ahead to pick up my phone. I flung out of anger.
With a breaking voice;
" Mom, I don't think I can do this anymore, he wouldn't even look at me"
My mom wouldn't let me off my mind with every day nagging of
