MY DARLING HUSBAND

My Darling Husband,

I stayed up to read last night, but ended up watching you sleep. It was the most beautiful scene ever; watching you sleep that is. I fell in love over and over again as I watched your face – free of worries, lost in a world of its own. Your chest heaved up and down so softly that it made me really happy. Seeing you in that state gave me the peace of mind I had yearned to have.

Dear husband, you’re the most beautiful creature when you sleep. A watchman I was for hours, forgetting I ought to read. All because I felt love all over again. You smiled in your sleep; that made me smile too. It had to be the thought of me, and the love we made before you slept. I was so sure. That smile set my heart ablaze, it gave me that sense of belonging and reassurance. My soul sang songs I didn’t even know. I didn’t want to lose you for anything, not even for my misconducts. The light coming from your phone drew my attention from your face, I cursed, as I stood up to pick the phone, such distraction!
I was going to turn it off but what was on the screen stopped me. “One new message” it was glaring and asking to be opened, I knew I shouldn’t listen to my instincts sometimes but the curiosity that followed my instincts was heightened as another message came in. I decided to open it, what I saw shattered my already made heart into pieces, I felt my chest burn and I felt so much heat in our perfectly air conditioned room, the knots in my stomach tightened as I search the phone for one thing that had to lead to another to confirm what I had seen, and I confirmed. My legs turned to jelly and the tears flowed freely, in my tears I glanced at you, still sleeping peacefully and I saw not the man I had seen earlier but a cheating bastard who looked like a monster. Suddenly, you did not look handsome anymore, your face and your heart were two different things. How could you sleep peacefully while my heart shattered? You dared!!! You dared to sleep in such peaceful state with such secret. I walked out, not out of our marriage yet but out of our bedroom down to the kitchen, if I was going to cry, I was at least going to cry with something edible going into my stomach. I opened the freezer and brought out the ice cream that hid behind every other thing there. Oh ice cream! Unknowingly waiting to cure my broken heart, I opened the ice cream and stabbed a spoon in its heart, a representation of how stabbed my heart was. In tears I began to devour the poor ice cream, not failing to make sure the tears flowed continuously, I was halfway done when I felt the presence behind me. I was livid with rage, you had dared to come down to look for me after what you had done? I planned to strategically turn around and lash out at you, I counted to five and turned; my lips were covered, my senses flew out of my head for a while as I responded hotly, the kiss was hot, intense and needful but it was not from you. I realized quickly that this was not how you tasted but was I willing to stop? No It was payback time, I closed my eyes and continued locking lips with your best friend, to think I was against him staying here for the night, I was glad you insisted that he stayed. I jumped on him and wrapped my legs around him, one hand on his neck and the other exploring his upper body, he carried me to his room quietly and threw me on the bed, in so much haste he went down to business, his attitude showed that he had long lusted after me and I didn’t care. We made love there and when we were done, we did not say a word to each other, I left his room and came back to ours and took my position on our matrimonial bed. I wanted to sleep but I just couldn’t, he was not even as good as you but yet I went through with it, I felt terrible. I could have at least cheated with someone who was better in bed than you. I prayed to God that he forgave me and stated to him that now, we’re even. I don’t know how I did it, but I managed to fall asleep in this guilt, your arms wrapped around me this morning woke me up, I turned and you kissed me good morning and even said I tasted like chocolate, it was the ice cream. I watched you prepare for work while I was eaten by guilt, there was no way I could confront you now. I felt ordinary.

Dear husband, I’m sorry. By the time you read this letter I’ll be back at my parent’s house. I can’t bear to look at your face again knowing I cheated with your best friend. I hope you find a place in your heart to forgive me while considering that you cheated too. I love you, and above all wish things didn’t pan out this way.

From your probably soon to be ex wife❤
I never meant for this to happen

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