ALEXANDRIA WINSTON
Worst birthday ever. I muttered to myself as I stood on the pavement of my office with an umbrella waiting for my driver. It seemed everything was wrong today of all day, my birthday.
I know I said I didn't want a big party, but a little something would have also be deeply appreciated. I woke up to a empty bed this morning, with a silly note, saying ‘happy birthday’
Whatever happened to—‘took care of all my business so I could celebrate your birthday properly’.
Stupid JUDIAS. Stupid husband. I muttered to my self.
Stupid winter. And most certainly, worlds most stupidest chauffeur.
My period must be getting closer, cause I'm getting more crankier, by the minute and I feel myself getting angry.
After my little convo with Judias, on Monday, he said nothing just no
