I scrambled into my room, the next thing I did was to bury myself in that soft bed. The excruciating pain in my heart right now can't even compare to yesterday's. 

How can he do this to me, even if he hates me, he should at least respect our marriage....we are here for our honeymoon, it is not too much to ask of him to keep himself at bay. 

The image of his shirtless self and the sexily dressed Annabelle makes my heart pound and throb in pain. 

I don't even know why I am feeling this miserable when I shouldn't, or maybe I'm mad to have started feeling something...