Ruby
I woke up feeling a bit tired and I knew it was from the tears from last night.
“I’ve got to stop crying over this man…” I muttered to myself as I managed to get out of bed.
It was five in the morning and that means I have only two hours to get ready. Staring at the empty bed, I was reminded that my husband spent the night with his mistress again.
It wasn’t even just that. He called her his home. That alone would have got me crying again, but I didn’t want to get a headache, so I just shook off the feeling.
I went into the bathroom and just stood there in front of the giant mirror, staring at myself.
“I am beautiful, I am worthy of love. I deserve to love and be loved in return. I am beautiful,” I said to myself.
I sort of loved the way my lips parted, so the words could flo
