LOGINI knew I had to make lemonade with the lemons, but right now, I just wanted to throw the lemons away.Because, lifting my spirit had become a full-time job, but I wasn't actually getting any job done.Something had to change, immediately.I stood up from the bed, wiped the dried tears off my cheeks, and reached for the laptop that'd be my ticket to new beginnings."Cheers to finding me", I said, as I booted up the system.My fingers walked across the keyboard, as I opened different job portals and filled out applications.The available jobs weren't high-paying ones because I didn't have the educational qualifications, but I didn't mind. My bank account was full, but my mind, empty.So, Yeah.The applications were done, and I was ready to unwind. I showered, changed into a light and revealing dress, and headed downstairs to grab a cold drink from the fridge.I glanced up at the clock in the hallway and raised an eyebrow, "12:47am, already?"Wow, time really flies when you're productive
The rest of the day flew by in a blur. After Adrian broke the news of leaving to me, I trudged back into my room, and that was the last thing I knew.I fell into a deep sleep.Our conversation replayed in my head and it broke me so bad. The crash was brutal, it was a harsh reality check from the high I was riding.My journal lay open on the stool beside the bed, a trusted confidant waiting to absorb my thoughts."Dear Journal", I wrote," I feel so lost. Adrian's leaving, and I feel really bad about it when I'm not supposed to. Although, a fleeting and unassuming memory, its quiet beauty continues to haunt me. It was undeniably a real connection, and for a moment, I was lost in it. But guess what? I'm alone again. I'm left with just my thoughts, and they are not good company".I paused, waiting for answers that wouldn't come, empty words, hollow promises. I sighed and continued to write."On one hand, I'm grateful to be a rich housewife despite the hurdles and hurt that's packaged wit
Just before I reached the bottom step, I halted to smooth out my dress.I chose a stretchy fabric, which hugged my curves and accentuated my features. With my hair styled and a light touch of makeup, I looked like a supermodel.Satisfied with the final touches, I headed downstairs.Our eyes met as he looked up from the TV screen. For a moment, he just stared at me."Hey", he said "Hey", I replied shyly, despite the casual setting.He looked around and whispered, "You look beautiful, wifey.I felt the sincerity in his voice like a gentle touch. And the way he called my name? Very demure, very inviting."Thanks ", I replied.He gestured for me to follow him and as we entered the kitchen, the sight of the meal he had prepared took my breath away.He was so thoughtful, so sweet."I made you all these, would you like a plate?", he asked.I nodded and settled into one of the dining chairs.As he moved and dished the food, I thought of how sexy it was to have him in my kitchen. It fe
"I know you're in there, open the door".The sound of Jame's persistent knock and voice behind the door jolted me awake. It was 7:14am in the morning and I felt so exhausted that I couldn't muster the energy to respond.After I met with Darius the other day, I grabbed a bite to eat and retreated to my room.I didn't even remember falling asleep, but apparently, I had been out cold until morning."I still need to sleep", I said, rubbing the grit from my eyes.He didn't stop knocking, so I stumbled towards the door.The door swung open, and he stepped inside. " Why didn't you open the door last night?"Last night?I didn't know he was at the door."You know exactly why", I said His eyes narrowed slightly. " No, I don't.I rolled my mental eyes at the familiar pattern--- The interrogation."Well, I didn't wanna talk", I replied curtly.He stood there, waiting expectantly "Are you ready for me now that you're awake?"."You do the talking, I'm listening, I said, crossing my arms.His ey
Sometimes, a single good night's sleep can reset everything.I woke up feeling really refreshed, and with a sense of possibility.I must have fallen asleep the instant I got back to the room cos I didn't shower or even change my robe.I rolled out of bed and took a deep breath, inhaling the morning fresh air."Today's gon be a great day", I affirmed.As I got ready for the day, I picked out a dress, but I saw that I had rows of new clothes in my closet. Most of the clothes, I haven't worn in a long time.I hadn't felt the desire to.But today?I'm gonna wear something different.After the shower, I slipped into a white sundress I had forgotten I owned. The fabric was so smooth that it felt like it was a part of my skin.It was a small step, but a good start.I walked down the stairs gracefully to the living room which was dimly lit. I smiled when I saw Adrian at the corner of the room, but my smile wore off when I noticed James at the other end.Shouldn't James be at work??"Hi, wife
Interestingly, the dog may bark but the caravan moves on.I stood still, gathering my thoughts and smiling because I had successfully laid his cards on the table."Respect is a two-way Street, don't you think?" I said, fixing my gaze on his."Not when you disrespect me, too, he said, "And that's not the case, I need to know where you were.Adrian was at the other end of the room, and his confidence visibly waned."James, I owe you no explanation", I said."Well, yes. But not when you are under my roof", he replied.I stood opposite him, tall and firm. " Right. I'll leave, but I own our relationship, so I only give details when I feel like it".His face reddened, anger flashing through "You don't get to leave, I make the decisions" he snapped back "And you remain my wife until ----I cut him off sharply " Bull fucking shit. And this?" I said, looking around the house, " I'll be fine just without it, but would you?"He tried to speak, but nothing came out." James, it'd be better if you
I hurriedly got up, but the person had already left. I was wondering who could have seen me. Nobody should ever see me like this. I went to bed and eventually managed to sleep.The next day, I saw Jessica, and I kept looking at her face, hoping to see something. Anything. Who was in the house with
“Shame is a collar they give you young. I didn’t know how good it would feel to take it off.”I remember the first time I had sex.I didn’t want it.And James didn’t care.He moaned in pleasure while I cried beneath him.I also remember my mother’s words about sex:“It’s not for you to enjoy,” she
I wanted things to work between James and I. I wanted so badly for him to see me as more than just a woman he married, more than just a possession he could bring out, decorate, fuck, and tuck away when he was done. Maybe if he ever looked at me like I mattered, like I had desires too, I wouldn't h
I stared at the text. “Don’t be late.”I knew I didn’t want to find out what my lateness would cost, so I got dressed and left without the driver. I boarded a cab and went there.I was scared and uncertain, but I still went. I got there and walked into the apartment in this lonely off-town place. A







