You and Hope got married at eighteen, it was a stupid thing on your part but she was too charming and manipulative. Hope came from a wealthy family who had everything, you came from nothing, so it amazing when someone like Hope finally saw you.

You’ve been married for 4 years now, time really flies by. Hope had her own successful company now and you were just a housewife. Hope didn’t want you to work so you became a housewife for her. Hope wasn’t exactly wife material.

She cheated, lied, and manipulated. But she was still good to you even if she couldn’t see her faults. Heather, your beautiful blonde neighbor caught Hope’s eye when you first moved here. You tried to ignore it, you tried to tell yourself that this was different, she was different now until one night you looked out the window to see Hope fucking your neighbor in the back of her truck.

Of course it hurt, every time she cheated it hurt but your used to it now. Hope had come back in that night and got into the shower, then came back out, you were up watching tv when she got out the shower.

She was in a bra and boxers, her hair damp from the shower.

“What are you doing up?” she asked you while she dried her hair with the towel.