~The next morning~I dragged myself downstairs after finishing my customary ritual, only to find Karl waiting. He was having trouble finding a way to interact with me. I was in no mood either. We ate breakfast together in agonizing, suffocating silence, the quiet only broken by the occasional clink of silverware against ceramic.As we prepared to leave for work, I found myself contemplating actions that might further provoke Karl's anger, perhaps even drive him to finally make good on ending our marriage once and for all. I found myself hanging out with a group of my coworkers a few hours later."Hey, what do you all think about grabbing some dinner after work?" I asked, trying to keep my tone light and casual despite the tension that had been building up inside me lately.My coworkers' reactions were mixed. Some seemed enthusiastic about the idea, while others seemed a bit more hesitant. "Sure, dinner sounds fun...but is Mr. Sullivan going to get mad at us for going out wit
"I don't know. Didn't you speak with your husband about it?" My mom's voice rang with concern over the phone."No, he didn't tell me anything. We haven't even talked today - he's been crazy busy at work," I replied. I could practically hear my mother's worried exhale on the other end. "Well, try to relax for now, dear. I need to go get ready - your dad is on his way home. I'll see you tomorrow. Take care of yourself," she instructed with motherly care and affection.“I'll be fine, don't worry so much. Say hi to Dad and my brothers for me," I murmured before ending the call with a soft click.The opening of the bedroom door caught my attention seconds before Karl's voice boomed. “I said I'd keep my distance for a while longer, but I came home because my family is coming over for Rosie's and Andre’s engagement party in a few hours. I didn't want them thinking there are any issues between us."I turned to face him with a questioning look on my face. "If you knew your family was c
I got dressed in a seductive costume inside the dressing room, preparing to entice Karl into a trap I knew he'd fall deep into. Lust was my weapon, and I was determined to use it well.My objective was to exploit Karl's sex sensitivity by dressing provocatively in a short nightgown that reached just below the hips.I intend to hang my sexuality on a plate and not mind being consumed. I went into the bedroom and found Karl lying flat on the bed with his phone in his hand.I flushed slightly when my entrance drew his attention. He scanned my body with darkened eyes, took a long breath and swallowed anxiously."Lavinia!" Karl murmured. The tension between us was almost palpable. My actions were deliberate and calculated to elicit a specific reaction from Karl. I raised my palm to my mouth and rolled my tongue over it in a manner I knew would captivate him. True to expectation, Karl’s response was immediate. His eyes fluttered shut with desire and longing etched across his
The next day brought a change in the household dynamics. Karl's mother was the only one who hadn't returned home after the engagement party. Karl asked her to stay longer and keep me company. We conversed like old friends in the garden. The ease between us belied the tension of recent events."I'm glad you decided to spend some time with us, Auntie. I've missed you so much.” Her smile was warm and her touch gentle. The gray in her hair was the only sign of her age. Her demeanor was youthful and vibrant.“I've missed you too, honey. And I don't understand why you're so grateful to me, but I really appreciate it.” She seemed genuinely touched by my words.There was a moment of silence until her next words caught me off guard. "Thank you very much for helping my son recover from his mental illness. It’s all credit to you," she said, attributing Karl's healing to me. Her gratitude was palpable, but I knew the truth was more complicated.She looked at me expectantly, promptin
Consciousness slowly returned. My eyes fluttered open, revealing an unfamiliar and impersonal ceiling. Confusion washed over me as a dull, persistent ache throbbed in my head. My body felt heavy, weighed down by an invisible force that drained not just my physical energy but my very vitality. Turning my head slightly, I noticed Karl's hand gripping mine tightly. Relief flooded his concerned face when our eyes met. "You've finally woken up! I was so worried after you remained unconscious for hours. Are you in pain? Should we call the doctor?" Worry and eagerness mingled in his voice as his fingers gently probed my skin.But his touch, which was once a source of comfort, now felt foreign and unwelcome. Memories of our recent turbulent encounters came flooding back, fueling a surge of anger and revulsion within me. I jerked my hand away from his grasp. "Don't you dare touch me, you monster! I despise you. Stay away from me!" I spat out the venomous words, my tone laced
I was released from the hospital the next day, with the doctor emphasizing how important it was that I follow her advice and get psychiatric counseling. Her words felt like a gentle nudge toward potential healing and equilibrium, but they also reminded me of the long, arduous road ahead.I boarded a taxi and headed to my parents. I was once more surrounded by the cozy, comforting atmosphere of my family's house. However, there was an unavoidable undertone of bittersweetness that mingled with the memories and feeling of security. I felt a sharp twinge of dissonance and an uncomfortable sense of being disconnected from my own identity as I looked down at the clothes I was wearing, which Karl had obviously selected with great care. It was as though I had been shoved into the ill-fitting skin of someone entirely unfamiliar.Still, I clung to the determined hope that by immersing myself in the simple routines and familiarities of daily life, I might somehow be able to find my way
A shiver ran through me like ice water trickling down my spine. I knew that look on his face all too well - the eerie calm that usually meant a storm was brewing underneath. The room suddenly felt electric, like everyone was holding their breath. My relatives' faces were murderous. Karl strolled in like he owned the place. "Morning, everyone!" he chirped. "Sorry to barge in, but I'm here to collect my wife. I miss her very much."His eyes swept over us all and lingered on me for a second too long. I swear I could feel the anger radiating off my family in waves. Me? I was frozen in my chair, fear gnawing at my insides like a hungry rat.Robert’s hot-headedness went from zero to ninety in about half a second. "Are you out of your goddamn mind?" he roared, jumping up so fast his chair nearly toppled over. He stomped towards Karl, looking ready to commit murder. "You got a death wish or something?"Suga and Martin were right on Robert's heels, all puffed up like angry cats.
"Wake up, sleepyhead. It's already 3 o'clock in the afternoon," a warm, familiar voice gently roused me from my slumber.I blinked my eyes open to find Rosie sitting on the edge of the bed with her hand tenderly stroking my hair."Rosie!" I exclaimed groggily, still trying to shake off the lingering fog of sleep.She gave me a sad little smile. "My beautiful girl, I'm so sorry I wasn't there by your side during your whole ordeal earlier," Rosie said as she reached out to delicately wipe away a stray hair from my face.I shook my head, trying to brush it off. "It's okay, Rosie, really. There was nothing you could have done anyway since I didn't tell you anything about it. S0, don't be sorry.""Lavinia..." Rosie's eyes shone with concern and just the faintest hint of hurt. "Why didn't you tell me what was going on? I thought we were best friends. Didn't we promise each other not to keep secrets?"A tightness formed in my chest as the painful memories and swirl of emotions threatened to