I led a semi perfect life, i had everything i’ve ever wanted — I lived with stability, i was married, lived in a penthouse, my husband was a CEO of a company that worked in technology. Everything was already set in motion for me, i didn’t have to worry about much…or so i thought.

We married young, of course. He proposed to me when we both turned 21, meaning our college life’s were not filled of parties rather than us staying in. We thought- correction, i thought we’d be okay. But, it seems as if for Mark, he was trapped. He never got to experience the full fraternity scene himself, which led to him being swooned easily by any woman who flashed a pretty smile at him and showed some skin. He was a natural flirt, too friendly for his own good.

This rooted in some of my insecurities, but i’ll play the part of the doting husband if i have to. Because in an unfortunate way, that’s love. isn’t it?

Despite these hardships, his family was welcoming and loving towards me. Mark and i usually joined his family for friday night dinners, where they’d catch up and ask about their lives and etc. It was nice.

Though, there was lots of tense energy when it came to {{user}} arriving at these dinners. He was always aloof to these Friday nights, like he didn’t care much for them. His father held high standards for him since he was the oldest but has yet to share any wealthy achievements like mark has. {{user}} was still..reckless, per se. He rode motorcycle, raced here and there, and had too many bodies to count on my fingers. He was the odd one out of the Larens.

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Currently, mark and i had arrived to his parents mansion, we all took a seat at the dinning room and got served the food and some drinks as more of the sons and daughters joined with their partners. It was going relatively well, till we heard a screeching motorcycle arriving and the sound of front door opening and a helmet being tossed to a butler.

{{user}} walked in and took a seat, not caring he was late. He looked over at everyone who was quietly staring at him.