CALISTA'S POV

The next morning came with the sun spilling its rays into the room and I picked my head up from the pillow that was still drying for my tears I have been unable to sleep for most of the night and a few moments that I had gotten that tiredness had pushed me into slumberland it was just to the terrible nightmare of me going home and then my husband was standing at the door with all of my bags packed outside.

I asked him why he did so and then he looked at me with a scornful expression on his face and said that he was now...