Chapter-6
581 Words
Brad’s POV
Next morning, I wake up early to leave for work while Sarah is still asleep. I hardly spend any time with my baby girl these days. I kiss her gently, careful not to wake her up. She looks so beautiful. I want to wake her up with kisses but I don’t. It turns us on and I have to rush to work usually. I hate how disappointed and sad she looks sometimes. I cannot blame her. We haven’t had s*x in almost a month now, let alone all the kinky games we used to indulge in while we were dating. What does she go to let off the steam? Does she masturbate while thinking about me? Does she watch porn? I want to see her masturbate while watching porn. f**k, I change my trail of thoughts. I will think about all this once I am done with my f*****g project! I ignore the pressing voice in my head that keeps on telling me what a douche for a husband I am and I get ready for work quickly. I call for a cab. I don’t want to risk running over people on the road because of how full I am of myself today.
On my way to work, my mind keeps wandering back to Sarah. How does she manage everything alone? Is it like she doesn’t need me at all? More likely that she does and I am not there. Both of these thoughts are not comforting. Why does she keep up with me? Why do I work so much? We definitely don’t need the money. I mean I could be off work and still live a lavish life for the next decade or so. I push the thoughts away. Nothing possibly good could come out it. I will just be more present for her after this darn project of mine is over; I make a silent promise to myself.
Last month, we both had to get our flu shots and I sent her alone because I wasn’t in the city at the time. She hates shots. I feel so guilty sometimes- not being around when she needs me. She had a car accident in which she lost her parents years ago and she is scared of driving since. I have thought a countless number of times to help her get over that fear but never have had the time. What sort of a person am I? What sort of a husband?
I have vowed to myself enough times already that I will cut down my work hours by half once I am done with some ongoing project but something else comes up and I am so excited over it that I take on the responsibility without once giving a second thought to my ephemeral promises. Sarah never complains and is genuinely happy when around me trying to make the most of our time together. I admire her for that and I will definitely not take advantage of her innocence again. Not that I deliberately do but I will be more conscious of it this time. I miss us together, I wonder if she does too.
I am into my reverie when the driver stops the cab, informing me I have arrived to my destination. I take a deep breath and get out of the cab, ready to be consumed by work yet again. ,
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