ARIANNAThe days flew by in a whirlwind ever since Lucas acted overly flirtatious with me in the kitchen. I still could not comprehend his behavior; it was both shocking and incredibly strange.Honestly, I half-expected him to join me in bed later that night, but thankfully, he did not. I felt an immense sense of gratitude for not having to endure the discomfort of sharing a bed with him, devoid of the warmth and solace I used to find in my husband. Although it pained me, I knew it was time to get myself acquainted with this loneliness.I refuse to be a weak-willed woman spending her entire life worrying about whether the man she married, who behaves like a brute, finds her attractive or not.Right from the very first day we met, he never saw me as attractive or appealing, so nothing I ever did could alter that perception for either of us.Well, putting that aside, I found solace in seeking joy in other aspects of life apart from Lucas. Today, I was filled with immense delight as

After their amazing evening out, Lucas was filled with immense happiness. The whole experience seemed almost magical. Euphoric one might say.Lucas could not resist relishing every second, replaying in his thoughts were the enchanting gestures and actions that made Anne so captivating. The manner in which she gracefully walked, the delicate yet captivating movement of her lips as she spoke—every little detail contributed to her irresistible charm, leaving Lucas completely entranced and awed.Every single action, every single word that came from Anne, it was like she had perfected it, displaying an unmatched elegance and class. And when Lucas compared her to his own wife, Arianna, it made Arianna more colorless in his eyes.In Lucas's eyes, Arianna could never measure up to the refined and sophisticated essence that Anne effortlessly radiated. The fact that they were friends, yet inhabiting such distinct worlds when it came to their lifestyles and sophistication, puzzled Lucas immen

The gentle chime of the doorbell echoed throughout the lavishly adorned living room, filling the air with its melodious tones. Its vibrant resonance penetrated the walls, reaching every corner of the house, capturing the attention of a young lady immersed in her cooking within the adjacent kitchen. Startled by the unexpected interruption, she instinctively ceased her rhythmic chopping of the leafy vegetables, momentarily halting the sound of clinks and cuts that had filled the room until that moment. Anne had a quizzical brows as she stepped out from the kitchen and ambled towards the door of the living room.She was not expecting any sort of visitors.So who could possibly be at the door?Maybe it was Lucas! He had dropped her home a couple of times ever since their first meeting in his house. It could be him.The idea struck her mind causing her features to frame up a soft smile.There was no doubt that she herself was getting attracted to the man. Who would not be?! He was

ARIANNA I stared like an unwanted guest from afar, watching with shocked orbs at how Lucas totally ignored my presence when I came over to welcome him. He could have atleast had the decency to embrace me as his wife. But instead he totally ignored me like I did not even exist and went right for Anne and Rose. Why does he always do this to me? Why does he always seem to give me hope of a blossoming relationship then squash all my hopes like sand?Why? We had sex before he travelled and it seemed like one of the most passionate sex we had ever had in his sober state. He made me feel wanted, needed, loved.And now this? He is now back to his cold and brutal state. I choked back a sob, the classical music playing drowning my quiet cries. I guess I must have expected way too much from him. I always do. And he ends up crushing my hopes into smithereens.I am super thankful that the lightening in this place is dim. If not I would have been in fear of everyone seeing my ears reddened and

ARIANNA I was suddenly out of breath and every other thing seemed non-existent to me. The only thing I could focus on right now was the trapping ruthless gaze of Lucas who stood quote a distance, staring at me whilst I danced away with an unsuspecting Ian Connor. My trepadised orbs trailed down to his hands and I could see that they were already turning to a ball of fists.I was shaken with fear.His anger was mirroring through his facial expressions. It felt like if he could just reach out to me and strangle me to death then he would do so.What the fuck is wrong with this man!? What is his problem!? Is he now angry because I choose to dance with Ian? Jesus! He literally avoided me from the moment he walked into the hall. He avoided and snubbed me like a plague. I was forced to watch as he chatted and laughed with Rose and Anne. Driven by his actions, I stayed on my own but I was later approached by Ian who kept me company as usual. Ian was like a substitute companion I never ha