Hold my hands

SHADRACH’S POV…

I sluggishly walked back to the kitchen with tears rushing out of my eyes. I don’t know why I was crying, I am sure it wasn’t because of Dianne but because of how Michael disgraced me. That was when it dawned on me that I am only his maid and can’t be more than that. I know he has every right to address me as his house help, but does it has to be Dianne? She was his fucking ex and that was what annoyed me the most.

I wiped off the tears on my face as I begin preparing lunch for them. It is high time I get myself together and move on from Michael. It is already obvious that he is done with me; I am of no use to him anymore. It is now left for me to move on with my life or get myself trapped in his love. I don’t think there is any need to continue holding on to him, he has already invited his ex to his place, he probably wants to make up with her and have a new life. I am just a tool to him by the way.

I wasn’t concentrating while cooking because of their loud noise. Th