It Was Only Sunday
Chapter Three: Does He Really Love Me?
I had just woken up. It was about 9 am. I looked beside me and my husband wasn’t there. I love Kyle to death but where could he be? He was gone on my birthday! How could I forgive him for this?
Heart broken I walked into the kitchen and made myself some breakfast. As I was eating he walked through the door.
“Good morning Sierra, sorry about yesterday but I had to work really late.”
“But you promised, and where were you all night?”
“I was here last night. I just had to bring a finished portfolio to the studio this morning. I really am sorry, it will never happen again. I promise.”
How could I resist forgiving him? He was so sweet and so perfect. I wouldn’t want to mess any of this up. I trust him but he makes me think sometimes, does he really love me? Now I’m pretty bored we just finished watching a movie in the bedroom he was trying to make up for not being here yesterday by watching one of my “sappy” movies with me.
Heart broken I walked into the kitchen and made myself some breakfast. As I was eating he walked through the door.
“Good morning Sierra, sorry about yesterday but I had to work really late.”
“But you promised, and where were you all night?”
“I was here last night. I just had to bring a finished portfolio to the studio this morning. I really am sorry, it will never happen again. I promise.”
How could I resist forgiving him? He was so sweet and so perfect. I wouldn’t want to mess any of this up. I trust him but he makes me think sometimes, does he really love me? Now I’m pretty bored we just finished watching a movie in the bedroom he was trying to make up for not being here yesterday by watching one of my “sappy” movies with me.