VINCENT.I lost myself when Annalise told me she was going to meet Victoria when I especially warned her not to. I didnât want her to tell her something she shouldnât. I was worried for us but when she didnât understand, I used a rough way to make her understand.But, I didnât mean to scare her to the extent she would me away from her. âStop it, Vincent! You are scaring me now!â My eyes widened, my breaths hitched. Her words hurt me explicitly. Why was she afraid of what I did? I was only thinking about her betterment.It was her fault to lead me to this edge, not mine. She should have listened to me.When Annalise began to sob, my hands began to tremble, coming back to reality and realizing I went too far. âAnnaliseâŠâ Swallowing the lump in my throat, I didnât expect she would be this afraid.My eyes were wide, my hands were shaky followed by thumping heartbeats that were indicating the apprehension of what I ended up doing in rage.âPlease, Vincent, I told you, I am sorry, sto
ANNALISE.I didnât know what to say or how to react after witnessing the change in his behavior, I never noticed it before but I definitely agree he was a jealous and angry one.But not this much. We returned home after our date. I was taking off my jewelry, thinking about him worriedly. When did he become like this?He was not like before. Was he? My thoughts were worrying me and before I could immerse myself further in those thoughts, he came from behind and hugged me from behind, kissing my neck.âI hope you are not angry now, are you?â When he held me this lovingly, I forgot the thoughts that were created. Of course, he cared for me and it was only a worry. He got scared and behaved this way. He loves me too much after all.I giggled, turning my head to the side and kissing his cheeks, âNo, of course not. But, donât do it again.ââI wonât.â He grinned, securing his hands around me.He held me closely, growing my smile, I hummed and turned to him, wrapping my arms around his ne
âI didnât want anyone to witness how bewitching you looked- not you too. I wanted it away from any evil eye- even your own.â A shiver went down my spine at his loving whisper as he turned his hand to caress my face, cupping my cheek with the hand he was about to graze the frame.He didnât have to touch the frame, he could touch me now. âA beauty I captured and I would keep.â He murmured and my heart began to thump. I found it beautiful, I found it spellbinding to hear. I didnât find it wrong or weird. In fact, each resonance from his lips was heartwarming. I kept staring at him, losing my identity in those words and him but at my lack of response he pulled away and chuckled worriedly, averting his gaze.âYou must be thinking how crazy I am, what a freak but I guess I got it from my genes.â He breathed out, hesitant almost which bewildered me.âWhat do you mean?â I asked, confused because I rarely heard him talking about his family, bloodline or anything. And it was unforeseen, he
He wanted me to know about his state. It didnât happen on its own. That all of it was just too unbelievable for him as he had rarely seen a healthy bond.He had been out of toxic relationships. His Parents, then me. No one around him was good enough to guide him.And now when I am living with him, I am realizing what he feels or went through all this time. I was ignorant of his point of view all this time. Snuggling, he kept sharing the agonizing weight on his chest with me.âDonât leave me. Donât break my heart this time, I have placed all my bets on you. I have stayed on your doorsteps for a long time, donât throw me out this time. I love you madly, Annalise.â He begged, clinging onto me as his last support. Tears smeared over his face, breathless, devastated at the point his life had reached. âI love you too, Vincent, I wonât leave you.â I whispered, hoping to make him understand.My heart was hurting terribly to hear all this. His tears were breaking my heart. I wanted us to li
VINCENT. My heart had only one spot- hers. She should care for my fragile emotions which she was doing finally and all of it was becoming more exquisite.And with those heartwarming and lovely sensations brimming in my chest, we left for our honeymoon. Like how she wanted, in the middle of nowhere surrounded by alluring woods, isolated from the world, in a mansion. All for my beloved wife. âSo how is it?â I asked excitedly.We reached our destination, motion to our mansion where we were going to spend two weeks with a grin. Just her and me. âItâs beautiful, Vincent. Just like how I imagined, even prettier, in fact.â She beamed, clinging onto my arm, grinning at the place around her.The way her eyes shone, the smile, her aura, everything tranquilized me to the point I stopped looking elsewhere and focused on her. She truly is an angel. MY angel. How could I be so lucky? Is that what they consider endearment? Itâs beautiful.âI am glad to know you liked it. Itâs yours after al
ANNALISE.After spending a memorable and unforgettable time alone, away from everything we returned back, back to our routine and I was feeling strange lately.I didnât expect Vincent to get this furious because of my harmless prank. I was only kidding around but the way he got perturbed, that made me worried.I wanted him to improve but I agree it would take time. Vincent is attached to me, he couldnât fathom losing me. I am all he has after all. He was like that all his life, of course that would take time for him to adjust, to settle. Marriage is a sacred and big responsibility, we need time.Vincent was humming to himself, his towel over his head as water dripped to his tempting exposed chest. He was about to leave to grab his white but I stopped him.âLove, I can get your white shirt.â I spoke sweetly, stopping him in his tracks, smiling sweetly.âNo, no, itâs okay.â He chuckled nervously, stopping me.âCome on,â I whined, pushing him back playfully with a wink. I like doing sm
There were countless questions and thoughts roaming wildly in my mind, thoughts that I wanted to share with someone to find and know what was happening.He cannot keep an eye on my actions, that is not okay. I wonât let it.And I knew for it, I had to do what might outrage him but I must do it.Before Vincent could come looking for me, I wanted to seek answers so I called Edmond to meet me in a restaurant.I was anxiously waiting for him, my hands were freezing by the thought of Vincentâs fury. It was scaring me, It was stressing me out.âI didnât expect you to call me here. What happened? Is your fairytale coming to an end?â Edmond came, smirking mockingly at me but I growled at him.âShut up. I have called you here to know everything.â I hissed in a low tone. He chuckled and took a seat, arching one eyebrow.âEverything? I thought I was a liar and the bad guy here.â He taunted, leaning back on his seat.Inhaling deeply, I was not in the mood for argument so I came to the main conce
âThat I am going to steal you from this world and ensnare in a way, only âIâ would exist.â My breath hitched, my eyes widened in terror when I sensed Vincentâs dominant form before me, glaring down at my body which made my soul immobilized. âVincentâŠ?â Swallowing hard, I forced my weak orbs to look up at his assertive form. He rested his hand over the headrest and placed our heads adjacent.I shivered violently when the fumes emitting from him were felt by my skin. Unable to utter another sound, I knew he was furious. I gasped when his hand from the headrest moved across and rested over my shoulder, giving it a lethal grip which warned me not to do anything vacuous.âThat you are going to become mine in an exquisite way that nobody would be able to stop me from possessing you.â âVincent, please-âI was about to plead but he leaned down to my ears and growled seductively, burning my skin with his minty breath.âThat you are going to become. All. Fucking. Mine.â I trembled, glanci
5 YEARS LATER.I was setting the school bag of my four years old son, Jamie. He was messy just like his Father. Sighing, I was putting the lunch and placing the books properly.âCan I take Dahlia to school with me? Please, please, please?â Jamie called me excitedly, pointing at his Father and three months old sister who were sleeping on the couch in the hall.âNo, you cannot.â I sighed, frowning at the pair and giving him his bag.âLook, Mama, Papa and Dahlia are sleeping on the couch.â He giggled, clinging onto my arm.Actually, Dahlia was not sleeping last night and Vincent said proudly that he could take better care and took her outside and look at them now.Half of his body was hanging from the couch, holding Dahlia.âAh, him.â I giggled, shaking my hand after seeing how uncomfortable he must be.âWhat are they doing outside?â Jamie asked, tugging my sleeves.âYour Papa proudly accepted he could take better care of Dahlia and seems like he is stubborn in proving it.â I sighed, set
ANNALISE. I was carefully listening to his words, how his eyes were refusing to greet mine and it was aching me but he couldnât see. He was not looking at me in the first place to notice the tears glistening in my eyes. âCome. Letâs end this pointless relationship.â And I lost my forbearance when he dared to speak what I cannot have imagined, releasing the tears I managed to suppress so far. And brimming with fury, I slapped him hard to knock some senses into his damn mind which astonished him to no extent. âHow dare you call our marriage pointless?!â I whisper-yelled. Grabbing the collar of his shirt outrageously with tears scattered over my cheeks. âAnnalise?â He called me hesitantly at my unforeseen action as I forced him to stare into my desperation, to witness my love and despair too. I wanted him to see my condition. âDo you have any idea how deeply I am in love with you? That I have given my all to our marriage?â I asked desperately, shaking him a little to hear m
After I mindlessly hit Edmond and lost myself, unable to control myself, the neighbors came and forced me to stop until the cops came and took me away.I was looking down the whole time, not moving an inch with an anguish stacking in my chest, I was heartbroken. I felt devastated for losing control and doing what I shouldnât.Something is seriously wrong with me. Here, in the station, I was locked up and Annalise was talking to Edmond.âI am begging you, Edmond, please, donât file a case against Vincent.â Their voices were faint but I could hear how my Annalise was begging Edmond to not send me to jail. Tears brimmed in my eyes as I kept staring at my hands out of woe. I didnât want to hurt anyone. I didnât want to make Annalise cry. This is not who I am, that is not who I should be.I am sorry, I am so sorryâŠâEdmond, pleaseâŠâ She continued to beg Edmond for her husbandâs image. I had never been behind the bars in my entire life. I felt horrible, I was never like this and with
The next morning, I was in my bed, refusing to move an inch. My head was throbbing in pain. I couldnât move my body, it was burning.It was because of the stress, whenever I worried too much, my body began to burn, my head began to hurt terribly and I didnât know how to deal with this ordeal.For a while, I remained motionless, covering myself with the blanket until the tenderest hand of my angelic wife dragged the sheets down from me. âVincent. Wake up.â She whispered softly.Removing the duvet and sitting next to me. âI donât want to.â I groaned, turning to my side, hiding my face in the pillow, not in the mood to move. I had borne with this feverish feeling before when she was here, I wanted to display that I am in pain and stay with me.Before I was alone, I had no one to take care of him so no matter what state, I must go to work but I have a reason to stay.I wonât go today.âWhy?â She called but I refused to listen to her. Glancing from my shoulder, I looked at her timidly,
VINCENT.The following week, limitless thoughts were roaming in my mind. I was tense, I was perturbed about what I should do that could save my marriage. I could feel it under my fingernails that things were on the verge of falling apart all because of my behavior and I was impotent to stop it.I failed to control, I failed to keep her happy. In fact, I made her cry after promising myself that I wouldnât.I feel worthless. I feel terrible.It was Sunday, my soul was at solace to hold my love. We were spooning on the bed, I was holding her, her back pressed over my chest.âHow are you feeling now?â I whispered, biting her earlobe when she woke up from her nap.Annalise was having a headache constantly so I massaged her head until she fell asleep and took a nap with her as well.âBetter.â She hummed, relaxing in my arms, smiling tenderly.I hummed and shifted, sitting up slowly. Worried how to confront her about what I knew I must. I couldnât lose my love with my own hand.I cannot mak
âYOU ARE A LIAR!â The sound of his thundering cries echoed in the room and they hurt me in a way I was unable to recover. The sound I unintentionally created. He covered his mouth, sobbing. And I couldnât bear it, his sorrow was immeasurable and it made me guilty. Shutting my eyes, I screamed to release the shame gathered inside me.âI AM SORRY! I AM SORRY! I AM SORRY!â Crying my anguish out, I held the hem of my dress. My tears were flowing, he was not the only person whose heart was torn apart. The regret that was built inside me had already stolen my mental peace. I donât want to hear from him that I am his culprit. I know I am.âI will apologize as many times as you want, Vincent but please donât be away from me.â Crying, I came closer, tears rolled down my cheek. My body was deprived of strength, I accidentally stumbled on my steps but Vincent held my arms to refrain me from falling.âBe careful!â He gasped quickly to hold me. He couldn't watch me falling or getting hurt
âThat I am going to steal you from this world and ensnare in a way, only âIâ would exist.â My breath hitched, my eyes widened in terror when I sensed Vincentâs dominant form before me, glaring down at my body which made my soul immobilized. âVincentâŠ?â Swallowing hard, I forced my weak orbs to look up at his assertive form. He rested his hand over the headrest and placed our heads adjacent.I shivered violently when the fumes emitting from him were felt by my skin. Unable to utter another sound, I knew he was furious. I gasped when his hand from the headrest moved across and rested over my shoulder, giving it a lethal grip which warned me not to do anything vacuous.âThat you are going to become mine in an exquisite way that nobody would be able to stop me from possessing you.â âVincent, please-âI was about to plead but he leaned down to my ears and growled seductively, burning my skin with his minty breath.âThat you are going to become. All. Fucking. Mine.â I trembled, glanci
There were countless questions and thoughts roaming wildly in my mind, thoughts that I wanted to share with someone to find and know what was happening.He cannot keep an eye on my actions, that is not okay. I wonât let it.And I knew for it, I had to do what might outrage him but I must do it.Before Vincent could come looking for me, I wanted to seek answers so I called Edmond to meet me in a restaurant.I was anxiously waiting for him, my hands were freezing by the thought of Vincentâs fury. It was scaring me, It was stressing me out.âI didnât expect you to call me here. What happened? Is your fairytale coming to an end?â Edmond came, smirking mockingly at me but I growled at him.âShut up. I have called you here to know everything.â I hissed in a low tone. He chuckled and took a seat, arching one eyebrow.âEverything? I thought I was a liar and the bad guy here.â He taunted, leaning back on his seat.Inhaling deeply, I was not in the mood for argument so I came to the main conce
ANNALISE.After spending a memorable and unforgettable time alone, away from everything we returned back, back to our routine and I was feeling strange lately.I didnât expect Vincent to get this furious because of my harmless prank. I was only kidding around but the way he got perturbed, that made me worried.I wanted him to improve but I agree it would take time. Vincent is attached to me, he couldnât fathom losing me. I am all he has after all. He was like that all his life, of course that would take time for him to adjust, to settle. Marriage is a sacred and big responsibility, we need time.Vincent was humming to himself, his towel over his head as water dripped to his tempting exposed chest. He was about to leave to grab his white but I stopped him.âLove, I can get your white shirt.â I spoke sweetly, stopping him in his tracks, smiling sweetly.âNo, no, itâs okay.â He chuckled nervously, stopping me.âCome on,â I whined, pushing him back playfully with a wink. I like doing sm