#Chapter115

By the end of the sentence my breathing got harsh and strained and it was all silence for a second or two. I don't need him playing good cop, bad cop with me. And then the hurt came back, when I saw instances of him cheating and I confronted him which he denied. He always plays it cool by distracting like he wants to do making me look stupid but the last straw was catching him moaning as he fucks the Brazilian girl in our apartment. I thought five years will bury the hurt but today it all came unfolding. He doesn't have the right to get jealous or...