Chapter Two: Betrayal

Miracle's POV

"You're so sexy, so responsive, baby. Mira never moaned like you. She was always so frigid it's like I'm fūcking a robot." Mark moaned loudly, and wrecked my heart with his comment.

"It might be because she's old and she can't do the positions I can, darling." Blair responded with a giggle that sounded like a grinder in my ear.

My heart shattered into tiny little pieces I have to pick up with tweezers, but I was surprised by how quickly I composed myself. I opened the door and went to the closet to get my clothes and get changed.

"Mira?!" Mark exclaimed in shock and I can hear them scrambling to get away from each other.

"Oh, don't mind me. I'll just get some of my clothes and stay in the guest room. The bed is soiled so I'd hate to sleep on it." I said dismissively and packed a small bag, throwing the things I'd need and stopped my hands from shaking.

I heard Mark scoffing in disbelief. "Look how she became a shell of herself. She just found out I'm having an affair and she's acting like nothing happened."

His words made me stop. "Let me make it clear, you are blaming me for how I'm reacting to you cheating on me? And you're not even remorseful about it?" I asked incredulously while carrying the bag, him and Blair are hiding beneath the sheets but my step-sister had a smug smile on her face.

"Please. You should have seen this coming when you can no longer fulfill your duty to me. And you're one to talk when you've been going out with tons of men."

I couldn't believe what I'm hearing and my hands shook in anger.

"Men that you and my father force me to meet because you have no confidence in your skills!"

He attempted to hurt me but I stood my ground and challenged him with my eyes.

"Mark, marrying you is the most stupid thing I have ever done. That and believing you are man enough to fulfill your promise to me, but I guess the only proof you are a man is that tiny dīck hanging between your legs."

I turned my back to them and brought the bag to the guest room, almost bumping into Delilah on my way there. She was rushing and she saw my reaction before looking back to the room.

"You saw, didn't you? Tsk. I forgot to warn them that you arrived." She sighed and snorted. "Not like it will matter anyway, considering your marriage is nothing but a joke."

"And you'd know about a failed marriage because of mistresses, don't you? From experience and all."

"How dare you!" She fumed with clenched fists.

"How dare you talk to your mother like that, Miracle!" My father boomed when he joined us and I'm guessing he knew about the affair as well.

"How dare me? How dare you, that woman and those filths messing up my favorite sheets to make a fool out of myself! She's not my mother and she will never be!" I screamed back to show him I wasn't intimidated by him.

I left them with their mouths hanging open and stormed to the guest room, locking it behind me and sliding down the door. I threw the bag I was holding and let myself break down.

They say the most painful thing a woman can experience in life is her husband cheating on her, but for me, it was finding out that you spent so many years pouring your love on someone who couldn't even be bothered to fill your cup. Worst of all is when they made you give up your dream only for them to fūck someone behind your back.

I was happy the first three years of our marriage, but that happiness wouldn't be able to amount to the things I experienced after that. God, I just want to turn back time and change my decision. I want to escape this, my family, the responsibility, my cheating husband. Is there anywhere I can fit in?

That night, I impulsively booked a cruise tour for three days just to clear my head and get away. God knows I wouldn't be able to leave my mother behind, not in those evil people's hands.

The next day while Mark and Blair were at work, I sneaked through the room and took most of my things and transferred everything to the guest room. Next, I packed some clothes in my small suitcase. With it and my bag where important things are, I climbed down the stairs and ignored the look Delilah was giving me.

"Mom, I will just go somewhere for a while but I'll be back, okay? I love you so much." I kissed her head and left without acknowledging Delilah's questions.

I drove to where the dock is to see that some people are already boarding the cruise ship. It was a bit expensive but what the hell, I just had my heart broken and nothing is going my way so I will enjoy myself and come back to face my terrible family. I will think about what I need to do after this but not now. Right now, what I deserve is a break.

I settled in my room and enjoyed the bathtub. I wore a rather daring red dress that showed a little bit of my chest but I didn't care at that moment. I toured around the ship and ate lunch. When dinner came, I ate with the others and watched them dance around, wondering who had the same situation as me. I think I had too much wine because the next thing I know, I was dancing alone like a crazy woman on the deck with the moon as my witness with my foot bare and the glass of wine still in my hand. I don't even know what step I was doing and I probably just looked like a woman who lost her mind.

I downed the rest of the wine and an even crazier thought entered my mind. I climbed over the banister like what Rose did and stared at the ocean that looked black as the night.

"Woah." I giggled and hummed, enjoying the feeling of the wind hitting my face and hair.

I didn't think about killing myself when I came here, but I was suddenly hit with overwhelming sadness that I couldn't help it. I thought at that moment that if I die, no one will miss me. They will even be glad I was gone.

When I glanced down again, all I could think of was ending my life to end my sufferings. But that would be a selfish thing to do.

'Won't it be better if I just end it?'

I gasped when I slipped and my life flashed before my eyes. Just when I thought that it was my end, a hand grabbed me and I looked up to see a handsome young man with an angry look on his face.

"Are you fūcking crazy, woman?!"