85 Bad choice

I have been staring out of window for the past one hour. I didn't want to wake up from the bed. If I did I didn't have energy to do anything. I just sat on the bed looking out of the window warning myself to stop crying thinking about the man who betrayed me. He didn't reveal to me his reality that he was a father and a husband. He could have told me like the time he told me about his escorting or street fighting. I would have comforted him. But he didn't if he had ever considered me that I was his True wife he would have told me. But he never meant when he said he loved me. It was all lies and I hate him for leading me on like that.

I heard a knock on the door. It was my Kyle. I saw a coffee mug on his hand.

"Give me a drink", I begged him.

"No. You are in no state to ask me a drink. You haven't even gone out of this room for heaven's sake and it had been a week. If I didn't bring you food what would you have done?", he questioned me.

"I don't know make it myself", I said with a wea