‘Even if you’re into prostitution.’ Those words rang in my ear all evening as I got ready for bed and tossed due to lack of sleep. Kevin thinks I now give escort services? I cannot believe this. Reina gave me a sound warning before she left, and for once I agree completely with her. I cannot allow this man to ruin my life and steal my joy again.
I flop down on my amazing bed again, trying to find a better position to sleep with, but sleep eludes me. I cannot get the thought of knowing that Kevin, the man I married, the very one whom I wore a pandora ring for, all the five years I married him thinks that I’m an escort. I never even pressed for a better ring even when he began buying designer suits and shoes for himself.
Once his attraction faded, he stopped giving me extra to buy clothe
