Chapter1
Feeling drained from the day’s work, Lisa dropped herself onto the couch in the living room for a quick nap. She has left work 2 hours early to arrange a candlelit dinner to celebrate today being 6 months of her marriage. She was awakened by the sound of the door being opened a few minutes later.
She immediately sat up upon smelling the familiar scent of her husband’s cologne infiltrating the air. She stood up and straightened her blue-fitted, peplum, knee-length dress and happily walked over to welcome him.
“How was your day?” She inquired with a smiling face. Yet Trey ignored her and walked past her, taking his seat on the couch. Lisa disregarded his demeanor and the pang of pain in her chest, a pain she’d now become accustomed to. She smiled to lighten up her mood and walked to the living room, stopping right in front of him.
“Are you alright...?” She trailed off when he handed her a brown envelope and then said,
“Sign it.” His voice was deadly; it sent a chill down her spine. He had never spoken to her in such a cold tone, she thought.
“What is it?” She asked.
“Divorce papers.” Immediately the word left his mouth, Lisa buckled, taking a step backward. Surprise was evident on her face.
“What...what?” She stuttered inaudibly. She wasn’t expecting it. Even though their marriage was not the lovey-dovey type, it wasn’t bad enough for her to receive divorce papers from her husband, right?
"Yes, Lisa, I want a divorce; we never should have gotten married; I’m sick! and tired of you!!.” He yelled angrily, getting up and furiously kicking the center table, making Lisa flinch. His words were like daggers piercing her heart.
She and Trey had been in love with each other since childhood, even though they got separated when her family moved from the city. She never stopped loving him.
After meeting ten years later, their love rekindled, and they got back together, getting married one month after their reunion, today being six months of their marriage.
"Trey... please,” her voice choked. “I love you; I can’t live without you... This is a prank? Right?” She asked with trembling lips, but with a hint of hope still laced in her voice. “Today is exactly six months of our marriage. I’ve made arrangements to celebrate with you. Please tell me it's all a joke... please!!” She raised her voice, frustrated. She reached out her hands for Trey’s, but he pulled away from her touch.
“I can’t keep lying to myself for your sake; just sign the damn thing to save ourselves from this misery,” Trey said coldly. “I want you out of my life, Lisa!”
"Trey, please, you can’t do this to me; you’re breaking my heart, please! If there’s anything I’m lacking, please tell me, and I will change for you. But please don’t leave me; I love you… so much, please, Trey." Lisa kept pleading with her husband. She initially thought he was joking, but from the look on his face, he was dead serious; he was really asking her for a divorce.
“But I don’t love you, Lisa; I never did. Even when we had s*x, I felt nothing,” he said nonchalantly.
“What? s*x? Trey...? I gave you my first; we made love just two nights ago,” she questioned. Trey closed the gap between them, his blue eyes a shade darker than usual as they pierced directly into Lisa’s brown ones.
‘Damn! Those f*****g alluring eyes—the more he stares at them, the more his hunger for her intensifies. f**k, I have to let her go; I hate her.’ He thought as he reached his hand to her waist, pulling her closer to his tall and muscular frame. Lisa looked away nervously. But Trey tilted her head to meet his lustful? gaze and slammed his lips against hers in a dominating kiss.
Lisa stood dazedly at the turn of events. She didn’t respond to it, as the kiss became so intense that she couldn’t breathe. She pushed Trey on the chest since she was running out of breath, but he didn’t waver. She pushed harder with all the strength she could muster, causing him to break the kiss. Finally, Lisa heaves.
Trey groaned and swallowed, then wiped his lips with his palm fiercely. ‘Damn it! He would have lost it if she hadn’t pushed him. f**k! He’s spotting a hard-on already; he needs to leave before he totally loses it.’ He thought.
“Just like now, it was out of convenience.” He said it blankly. But Lisa shook her head, unable to accept that what Trey said was true.
Grabbing his suit and keys, he said hoarsely,
“I’m going to the old mansion; I can’t stay in the same space with you; you disgust me; you should have that...” Trey, pointing to the brown envelope that dropped from Lisa’s hand to the floor due to his intense kiss, added, “Signed, before I come back; you have a week,” he said, turning to leave.
“No! Please.” Lisa kneeled in front of him, wrapped her arms around his knees, and begged. "Please don’t go; I will be a good wife, okay?”
He coldly forced himself away from her, making his way out, but paused when she started to speak.
“I won’t sign it; I will make you change your mind; you love me, Trey; please stay; don’t go.” He chuckled at her words, then walked out the door.
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Lisa didn’t know how long she had been kneeling for. But just when she tried to stand up, she felt dizzy all of a sudden and fainted. The last thing she heard was the calling of her name by their househelp.
