For the upcoming week, Dariel was avoiding me. It was giving me a strange crushing sensation. Our home without our talks was painful, I was used to our bickering.
And this silence was killing me.
I didn’t expect this would affect him this deeply to the point he would start keeping his distance with me.
“Welcome-”
I was waiting for him in the hall, when he came, I tried to greet him happily but he stopped me like everyday.
“Missus Cannedy. I am busy.”
My jaw clenched when his cold tone came out. Using my words on me to hurt me.
‘Damn you, Jacey, you left but you stole my relationship.’ I thought angrily, watching him entering our room as I went after him.
“Dariel, please, are you going to remain angry with me forever?” I questioned sorrowfully, closing the door and walking to him.
