The next morning the sun had awakened, and the Lenovo smart clock on the desk next to the bed ticks. Jackson tossed on the mattress to avoid the irritating noise from his alarm clock. He did not want to wake up from the bed. His heart still hurts from last night's incident. And what he desires is to stay in bed and not have to go out. He did not want to explain himself to his best friend. Who always notices when he's depressed. However, what he is experiencing is worse than depression. It is a heartbreak without the breakup part. Who could have guessed that he would spend his anniversary mobbing and alone in bed

The powerful wind blew through the yellow house when the door opened, and an À la mode woman stepped in. She turned on the light and felt disgusted by how dirty the living and dining room appeared. Empty alcohol bottles and dirty dishes with food in them were on the dining table. Burn out candles, rose petals, and daisies scattered on the floor. Jennie became upset. The one thing she despises the most is littering, and Jackson knew that. He had never been this sloppy since they lived together because he understood it offended her. "What has changed about him over these past months?" She questions herself when she enters the kitchen and notices stains, empty whiskey bottles, and spilled food spots on her white marble counter. However, what alarmed her the most were the several bloodstains on the table. Jennie felt anxious, and her mind when wild. She thought something severe had happened to her husband, but she cou

Steve POV Staring solely at Julie's lips, I realized that I had fallen in love with her smile. It’s the first time I thought of words like that for anyone other than Chloe, and I don't mean it as a simple statement of truth, but rather as an honest expression of my love for how they pulled upward in the perfect shape. "So…" Julie whispered, staring down at her heels. It should be easy to talk to her, but it felt difficult because she had the same effect that Chloe had on me… they both captured my heart in a way that made me nervous. From how Jackson had looked at me earlier, I knew he was shocked that I attended the club with Chloe, and honestly, I am surprised that she was the one I settled for. Even though the way he acted was damn rude, it was understandable because he has tried several times to break off our toxic relationship. But a six-year bond isn't easily broken because both partners agreed to end the relationship. It has nothing to do with time healing all wounds

Jackson POV Last night we both barely slept, and never in a million years did I think that this would be us after she finally came home. But I know my wife inside and out, and something was different about her… and I feel shitty that I can not move past that. Her cries kept me up last night, and I could feel the pain she was going through, but I couldn't do anything to help her, not when she wouldn't be honest with me. All I could think about is what this must be like for her right now because we had never gone through something like this before… not once in our love life. Sighing out my frustration, I sat up, resting my feet on the cold tiles, and shut my eyes when I felt the bed move beneath me. Even though Jennie was awake, she said nothing, and I woke from the bed, headed into the bathroom, and locked the door behind me. When I got into the shower, the noise of the doorknob turning a bit aggressively caught my attention, but I turned on the showerhead with a heavy heart.