FIVE

DIANA

Strong and familiar hands rocked me while soft lips pressed against the corner of my mouth.

My eyes opened and I heard Nathan whispering some comforting words. My cheeks were wet with tears and I wondered if this was another kind of dream.

I was so confused.

But it was not a dream…He was really cuddling me.

“You're safe now…You're okay” He whispered and brought his lips to mine.

I felt the wetness of his tongue at first and then he slipped into my mouth gently.

I froze… and his kiss deepened too fast.

Before I knew it, his hands were underneath my top, rubbing against my skin.

“Nathan…” I said, trying to get his hands away but he was not understanding that I needed him off me.

His fingers stroked my bra and the moment I felt them rolling around my nipple, I was repulsed.

I pushed him away from me but he won't let go.

“Diana please, let me love you.”

Was he drunk? Had he gone mad?

“Get off me!” I yelled and turned my face to the side because he wanted to kiss me again.

He stroked my cheeks gently.

“Diana…” he whispered softly and I pushed him off me with all the strength that I could muster

Some days ago, I would have embraced the chance to have sex with Nathan, because I rarely ever had any chances with him.

Our romance had died a few months into the marriage. I was eager to have him and fix it but he was more than happy to get away from me.

And here I am, deeply disgusted.

My chest heaved as I fought hard to breathe.

He ran his fingers through his hair and climbed off the bed.

“What the hell is wrong with you? First you hide our daughter from me and now you refuse me?” he yelled

I could not even believe the words that were coming out of his mouth. I wondered if it would be wise to leave tonight.

“I told you to stop acting childish, we can fix this! We don't have to get divorced. I bought Neah a dress for her birthday, it's in my car.”

I felt my guy twisting, I was going to throw up.

“So you're not going to say anything? Fine!”

Before any other words could be said, he stormed out of the room.

My phone started ringing on the bedside table, taking a glance at it, I felt my heartbeat quicken.

I grabbed the phone and went to the balcony. The night was windy and cold, I shivered as I sat on the chair.

“Jaylen…” I whispered but my voice broke.

“Oh my goodness, Diana… is it really you?”

Nothing was said between us for a few seconds. I fought hard to hold back my cry.

The last time I spoke to Jaylen was on my wedding day. He had begged me not to marry Nathan and yet he watched me walk down the aisle.

“I've missed you so much.” he said, his voice was rough with emotions but I could tell that it has deepened over the years.

“Me too… I didn't expect you to get the message, I wasn't sure if you still used this number.”

“I didn't change it in case you needed to reach me. Congratulations Diana.”

“For what?”

“On your divorce.”

***

NATHAN

Diana walked past me in the hallway and I grabbed her hand.

“Where are you going?”

She raised a brow and looked down at my hand, but I didn't let her go.

“We are divorced.” she said coldly and pulled her hand free.

I let her walk out of the door and after a few seconds of waiting, I followed her.