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He sighed again looking at his plate. "What dream?" Anya asked softly. "She had a dream of me getting married. At first she thought she was the bride but then she realised she was watching me get married to someone else. She said she didn't want to believe it but the dream was recurring and so she decided to break up thinking it was a sign that God was showing her we would never end up together." He said shaking his head. Anya knew talking about this hurt him but he told her anyway. She admired that quality, the same quality she had exposed the day before.

I was going to be the reason my marriage was going to fall into shambles and break. I'd already cheated by dreaming of him touching me. Touching myself and wanting my hands to be his hands. Being touched and wanting him instead of the man I tied my life to. I tried to miss Oliver. I tried to feel anything I did when I was younger with him, but I didn't.

"He is rich, handsome and sexy. Women will be scrambling to sleep with him. Can your marriage with him guaranteed he will be faithful to you forever? That he won't cheat? That he wouldn't be seduce when a woman tried to seduce him and shows motive? Let's be realistic here, he probably slept with hundreds of women. He just got bored so he stay with you but sooner or later he will came back to his old self." The tears started to prick at the corner of my eyes. I blinked quickly, trying to stop them, but one slipped free and tracked a hot path down my cheek. Her words felt like acid. They were old wounds dressed up as new threats. But as painful as they were, they also reminded me of the profou

I nodded unable to speak through the remembered pain and hurt, at being reminded that despite everything I gave to him, Damien took it and smashed to the ground stamping it with his foot with no care at all. I scoffed painfully inside with so much grief as I recalled my delusions in believing that Damien will love me back if only I endured. I wonder what would have happened if his father hadn’t died, probably still locked in a loveless marriage with no courage to leave. “Miss Paisley you have to answer with your words,”Eden reminded me. Lost in thought I forgot what his question was. “What was the question again?” “If you knew your husband was cheating on you?”He was blunt, clinical with no

I asked unrest. “Don't say that Skylar.” “I had a dream last night, in that dream I saw Denver and Jennifer kissing. She was crying in his arms, and she was apologizing to him for everything. Denver was ready to forgive her and give her a chance. Look, I know this might sound crazy, doctor, but it looked so real. I feel like what's going on is a sign or something. What if she did something to him in my dream, and what if she is trying to do that in reality? To steal his mind and force him to love her back?”

My arms roped his body, wanting him to stay. It might not be a marriage out of love, but no woman would like to be cheated on. No woman would like her husband to sleep with another woman, but her. “El, I'm sorry. Do everything to me, but don't cheat on me. I-I know that you're not in love with me, yet let us respect this marriage. I-I don't want to be cheated, El. P-Please.” I heard how the joints of my fingers made a sound when he unlocked them so that he would be freed from my embrace.

The words hung between them like smoke. “I loved him,” she whispered. “With everything I had. I trusted him. And he threw me away like I was nothing. After two years of promises, of dreams he built with me, he ended it like I was trash. And then he moved on, to women who looked better on his arm. My dreams were shattered , and I was left humiliated. He cheated on me. On our engagement night.” Damian’s face remained unmoved. If anything, it hardened further.

Maybe she really has done some damage? “Sorry, did he not sit there and watch as you fucked me? Then you pass me onto him, and you watch while he fucked me? Or was that a dream?” Is she for real? She makes it sound so wrong now. Pulling her up, I help her to the car. “Not that, I mean cheat, do you think he is so thick to try to cheat on you with me there? Do you think I would let him?” She seems to be seeing sense finally, at last. “I don’t think you would, no, but honestly, if you walked in on your partner like that, what would you think?”

Maybe it started with the fact that he tried to get a little intimate with me, and I keep on rejecting him. Whenever Damian kissed me, I felt disgusted with myself. He was handsome, rich, and he took care of me. I just don't understand why I couldn't fall in love with him. The voice I constantly keep hearing doesn't belong to Damian. It wasn't him telling me the words— I love you. He wasn't the one holding me in his arms. I just wish I could get a clearer view of the person's face. But I was certain of one thing, I was cheating on Damian, and it looks as if I didn't have any remorse for it. I was happy with whoever I was with. I felt so trapped. Damian was suffocating me and if I wasn't bein

"Uncle Ed, is that woman a bad person?" While stroking Sky's back, Edmund nodded. "Yes. That's why, we have to keep our distance from her." Sky's lips pursed. Her head nodded, but her eyes narrowed. "Okay, I'm starting to understand. But there is one thing that makes me confused. What does the word cheating mean?" Edmund gasped. He didn't think Sky could hear what he said. In fact, his voice was quite low. "Cheating means being unfaithful. A person is said to be cheating if he is close to someone who is not his partner."