Best Mistake

MISTAKE 1.

I felt the wind started to touch my bare skin as if it was caressing it.

The rays of the sun peeked through the windows reaching my face as i felt it's warmth.

I slowly opened my eyes and started roaming around the room. Then my eyes landed on the empty sheets beside me.

When I heard a sound coming from the bathroom. I quickly switch my gaze on the bathroom's door and there I saw my husband who just got out of the bathroom.

A perfect epitome of a greek god He is.

His face literally screamed 'heaven on earth' my eyes found their way to his perfectly broad chest, down to his chiseled six pack abs.

God knows How I wanted to touch those!

"Are you done checking me out?" I was brought back to reality when he suddenly spoke.

"I--- uhh..." Dammit Sydelle! Say something!

I was speechless and I just don't know what to say! He caught me checking him out! How embarrassing.

I felt my blood rushed through my cheeks. I suddenly wished the earth would just swallow me up.

"You know it's rude to stare. Better get your ass up and make breakfast for me or I'll be the one to drag you out of this room NOW!"

I hurried my way down the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Bacon and eggs would do. I set the table and prepared his Coffee.

You're probably wondering why he's acting that way to me.

Guess what! He doesn't love me! He was only forced to marry me.

I really love him to the point I wanted him only for myself so I asked my father to set an arrange marriage between us.

Desprate to be called but who cares! I love him and that's all that matters.

But the sad thing is he doesn't love me back.

Great.

A wife begging for his husband's love. How life could be so cruel.

I heard footsteps from the stairs. It's probably him.

He went to the table and finds his place.

He grabs the fork and spoon and started to eat.

I stood near the kitchen sink. Watching him and waiting for him to finish up his food.

I don't get to eat with him.

Yes.

It's one of his rules. Once he's done he got up.

I noticed he was on his casual attire.

I expected that he would stay home cause it's sunday and sundays are definitely not a working day.

"Are you going somewhere?"

Out of curiosity I suddenly asked. He's eye brow arched at me upon hearing my question.

"Why? Do you expect me to stay here at home and be with you the whole day?"

"Yes" I mumbled silently but clear for him to hear. A smirk formed on his lips.

"Well sad to say I'm not staying Honey. You're just a waste of time you know."

I bowed my head down. I felt tears started to form in my eyes.

I can't look at him. His words are enough to hurt me.

Looking through his eyes would be the last thing I want to do when he throws hurtful words at me, cause all I could see is hate and anger.

"Then could you atleast tell me where you're going so I wouldn't worry much"

I didn't know where I got the strength of still asking him without letting go of a sob.

"I'm going to Sofia's house and don't wait up for me cause I'll be staying with her til' tomorrow."

Sofia... The girl he loves the most. The girl who should be in my place. The girl he wanted to spend his forever with.

"Oh, okay. Take care and I love you"

"Tss... Love my ass." He then disappeared In my sight without even bidding me goodbye.

Marco is it really that hard to love me?

He treats me like I'm some kind of antagonist in his life. But I'm not giving up.

One day you'll learn to love me Marco Montilla. You will...

But I hope when that day comes I'm still willing to fight for my love for you...

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