A NIGHT ASTRAY

Thunderstorm

A silent drive it was for me back home as I was in disarray. Nothing felt right from that night. I just wanted to get home, drown myself in alcohol and sleep. Where did it all go wrong? Have I lost so much value that the man that once adored me could not even spare a night to honour me even if is in pretense. What happened to the vows we took to stand by each other through thick and thin? Were his promises to me fake? So many questions running through my mind but I had no answer to any of them. My mind flashed back to our honeymoon in Miami, where he promised to be by my side forever. All I am living in now is failed promises. My love has no place in his heart again. Sometimes I wonder if he is troubled or has a problem he is battling with, but it seems he has just purposely decided to deal with me ruthlessly. The painful part is that he is doing it quietly. I am dying inside because I can’t even fight the exact fault or a major reason to nail him down. He is not just saying anything. He keeps to himself and we are just two strangers living together. I am an advocate of keeping ones private life private so I kept my family struggles to myself. With the hope that I will fight for my home and find a lasting solution to the problem in my marriage. Who do I talk to? Everyone sees me as the woman with a perfect home. How do I tell them that I have been living a lie to the society? I was only trying to cover up the mess that I have been going through for the past two years. A sudden light blurred my vision as I struggle to maneuver my way on the steering. I narrowly escaped a ghastly accident. I was lost in thought and the truck almost cleared my car off the road. I had to pack and catch my breath. For once I thought I was dead. After cooling off for a while, I entered the car and drove back home. I was going to confront Kelvin and ask him all the questions that were on my mind. I was tired of the silent treatment; I was ready to speak up because I felt it was the only way for me to break free. I didn’t want to lose my sanity, my career just scaled a greater height and I want to conquer more grounds as my new goal was to become the best art collector in the whole state. How do I achieve this set goal if my mind is troubled? I have to set things straight with Kelvin because it is the best way to be free from my mystery. I drove home and his car was parked outside. I became more furious, realizing that he is at home and didn’t come for my exhibition. I walked angrily into the house and headed straight to his study room downstairs but surprisingly, the door was opened and he wasn’t there. I proceeded upstairs to give him a piece of my mind but what struck me was more than a thunder storm.