Forbidden Fruit: A Dark Mafia Love Triangle Romance

12

My vision went hazy, as it continued to cloud with tears. I took steps towards the bathroom mirror, my heart feeling heavy.

I stared at myself in the mirror, wondering what was wrong with me.

What was it that made me so fucking unattractive to my own damn husband?!

I stared at myself for what felt like hours, and suddenly hated the damn sight of myself.

I criticized my every damn feature.

My ass was too big...

My thighs were too thick.

My belly was too fucking fat...

My tits looked like fucking inflatables.

I wasn't like those super-skinny models you saw in magazines,

With tiny waists,

Slender legs...

Thigh gaps.

And it made me fucking mad.

My own husband couldn't bear to look at me.

My head began searing with pain, feeling like it was splitting open, as the rage and hurt began over-flooding my body, reaching to the surface.