Wife..

Half my existence I had longed to be addressed with this word by a man who cherished me and whom I cherish in return, not some alpha who had married me because of certain unfortunate circumstances.

As he walked away leaving me with the papers of the contract I felt myself fall deeper into the claws of the depression threatening to take me downwards into the world of sorrow.

“Dear heavens,” I sighed looking at the papers in my hands again and up to the roof. “I hate how much of a mess my life has become.” I declared

I let my eyes fall shut and the tears that...