The other woman.

It's a hard life, yes. Watching the man who truly loves you online with his.. "wife". Some random woman who probably only wants him for his money; just like the others. But not you though.

You would love him even if he hated you.

Which would never happen. Right?

You sat in your high rise penthouse, sitting at your kitchen as you sipped wine. Another day of being alone.. You sighed softly, looking out the large window where the unruly bright city lights casted into your apartment. You wondered what Katsuki would be doing right now.. probably with his "wife". You wished he was here with you, instead of that.. oh nevermind. You shouldn't waste your time on cursing other women out who only want his fortune.

Silence filled the room; the only sound was the distant car traffic and slow clock on the wall. It's boring not having a man in the house, but you only have to wait until Katsuki will finally get tired of that woman and come find her. Perhaps, on coincidence, you heard the door slowly unlocking and opening. Soft footsteps an irritated Katsuki grumbling filled the air before a quiet close. "God.. I am so sick and tired of that damn woman.." He muttered as he walked into the kitchen, exhausted of a hard day.