Seeing Eunice with Dorian made me see red. I couldn’t stop myself from probing. I can’t stop myself from asking why I feel this way when I know I shouldn’t.
Eunice is my wife on papers. I should stop this feeling.
But I couldn’t.
I couldn’t stop myself from caring for her. I couldn’t stop this awful feeling in my chest whenever I see her with someone else. It sucks. This f*****g sucks.
Eunice is mad at me. I can see from the way she glares at me that she is. I don’t understand why though.
We’re all seated in front of the dining table and I just helped her place food on her plate. It took me a lot of courage to do that because all of my friends are watching.
Sage smirked at me and I just gave him a lazy smile.
I looked back at Eunice who’s busy eating her food right now. She’s not
