“You ready?”
I lost count how many times she didn’t answer me or just simply ignore me. My own house and I feel like I didn’t even exist here when she never really looks my way. I felt like a ghost who’s haunting her.
She walked past me and I followed her. She stopped when she didn’t know which car I’d bring so I walked ahead and led her to a simple family car. I opened the car door for her and she immediately went in as if I was a mere butler working here.
I sighed deeply. I was already on edge. I don’t think I could take it anymore. I wanna get mad, get all aggressive towards her just like I usually do to her. I reveled in the power I used to have when she’s scared or nervous of me. And then I thought of her and the baby inside her, her anger towards me and how she’s feeling right now
