"Sorry to hang up on you, but I had a really important call."
I mumble back some irrelevant reply, reassuring Aaron that it's okay that he hung up on me and that I am not hurt at all. I've gotten used to it by now. Never taking priority in his life. I realized a long time ago that I wasn't important to him.
"Lia? Ophelia, are you there?"
Snapping back to reality, I answer. I make sure to listen as he tells me how his business deal is going to go through and all he needs is the signatures. I make sure to listen as he tells me that he was going out with the rest of the team. I make sure not to listen as I hear the giggles of a female in the background, telling him to hurry up. I make sure not to listen to his excuses, explaining that one of the guys brought their girlfriend out.
"Yeah, that's Mike's girl. You haven't met her."
I make sure not to ask if he can bring a girlfriend, then why can't Aaron bring a wife? Instead, I say okay and tell him to have fun. I don't even bother with telling him not to do something stupid because that's exactly what he's going to do.
"Okay, Lia. I've got to go. Love you."
The call ends before I can say it back to him. I place my phone down on the glass table in front of me and switch it out for a glass of wine. It's quiet in the fully furnished apartment and the only sound that can be heard is the cushion in the couch as I shift on it. I sit there for a few minutes before the silence gets to me and check my phone. I see that there aren't any new notifications, all my social media apps mocking me for having no friends. Realizing that it's a dead end again, I put my phone down and decide to get ready for bed.
I get undressed as I walked to our bedroom and leave the clothes on the floor. I finally stop in front of the full-length mirror and look at myself. I see a slightly fuller figure with pin-straight brown hair that reaches my chest. I see brown eyes, thick brown eyebrows, a wide nose, and plump pink lips. I see my short self and I can't help but wonder if Aaron's inability to stay faithful is a result of me being short and fat. Can't help but let myself feel guilty for my husband's infidelity. Knowing that my thoughts will only grow more negative if I stand in front of the mirror longer, I move away from the mirror and towards the dresser. I take out the see-through blue babydoll nightie I bought today and decided to wear it as no one's going to see me in it.
After getting ready for bed, I slide into the silk sheets and fall asleep.
