FOOLISHLY IN LOVE WITH YOU

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐱 (𝟒𝟔)

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Warning MATURE THEMES in further chapter

for my innocent readers! If you find SMUT disturbing to read I suggest you skip the chapter 😊

I'd be adding cute moments in further chapters so you could read that 🥰

For my naughty readers hahaha continueeeee

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Flowers

All around me, in the sky, in the ground

A handsome men stood in front of me his back turned towards me, adorned in a finely tailored suit

I have seen this men several times yet his face remains a blur, I never recognise or seen him clearly there's always a blur on his face

A whiff of rain hangs in the air

Gentle droplets fall on my face as I approach the enigmatic man

He turns around, I look down at his hands that held a bouquet of flowers

Lilies

I smile at him and took that from him

Green eyes stare back at me

I think I know him..

He smiles at me as he slowly start to step back : there is darkness behind him

I took a step forward to bring him back but he kept going into the darkness, striking green eyes could be seen even in the dark

I run towards it and try to bring him back-

My hands touch the coldness on the other side of the bed, he wasn't here last night

I shuffle in the bed yawning and stretching my way out of the bed ; I grab my phone and open the text he'd send me saying 'he'll be back in the morning'

I watch the time ; 7:30 AM

First 10 minutes I sit on the bed staring ahead, a queer thought comes in my mind distracting me away from the world

He must be with some other women.
No he can't do this kind of cheap thing with me

What if it's the women from yesterday?

I shake my head slowly, my brows heavily frowned. I clutched the edge of my bedspread, my knuckles whitening under the strain. This is not possible, he loves me
I sigh from relief as I move away from bed.

While preparing my breakfast I plug in my headphones and play songs that I listen to. I move around the kitchen flipping my omelette and grinding orange juice

I focus on the lyrics where my body slightly goes rigid
"I'd rather have loyalty than love, see love really don't mean jack you could love somebody and still stab them in their back"

Why the fuck does this fits exactly in my situation, what if this is the case? What if he was fucking some one else while I was dead asleep.

Instantly my hunger dies, I stare at the breakfast that laid infront of me

I need to talk to some one. Clear my mind and to free me from these thoughts that pained me chronically...

.

"Yes and he haven't return yet" I say

"Bitch I am telling you he have a girlfriend which he is fucking and he just married you for!..." she stops and thinks for a second then continues "I really don't know what" emma says clueless