Saga

Last night I stood in my dining room with his hands cupped around my face. My newly painted fingernails and toenails from the pedicure/manicure he provided for me were glimmering in the light. The dining room wall that he painted were in the corner of my eye. My heart flowed over with warmth as he reached in his pocket and handed me $100 to go buy myself the skin care products from the mall. I hugged him and wondered why I had been so hard on him and tried to remember why I was even taking until January 15th to make a decision. Tried to remember why I was even having doubts. Because at that moment, the Zales ring glistening over in the corner on my kitchen counter, everything seemed perfect.

But wait.

Rewind to earlier in the Christmas Holiday Break. I picked up his phone to snoop......



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