I started sobbing and packing my stuff since Hunter no longer loved me. I'll leave him alone to enjoy his honeymoon while I go.
Hunter was watching TV in the living room when I pulled my bag there. Am I really so ugly now, he asked as he gave me a funny look. Tears start to form in my eyes; the pregnant hormones are different.
"Chelsea, I'm sorry. Please stay here." He continued to chuckle as my sobbing got worse. I grabbed my luggage and left the home, leaving Hunter to chase me.
He yelled, "Love, wait," as I suddenly came to a stop.
"Why did you want to laugh at me once more? You may enjoy the honeymoon all to yourself because I'm already leaving." I yelled.
"Okay, wifey, you'll go. However, how will you get there without a ticket?" It came down on me at that point, and I started g
