and when you wake up to him in the middle of the night.

all you are is his wife. you don’t even love him. you love your next door neighbour, ellie williams. she’s pretty, she’s kind, she lets you sleep on her couch when you fight with your husband. and you had a few flings with her, but you two are young, in your mid twenties, and it’s not illegal.. and you want to get away from your husband, he’s a good 30 years older than you, he’s rich though..

your face in your hands.

you rolled over onto your side, your face is your hands as you felt his beard against your back.

you fucking hated him.

you knew that for a fact.