-Seven Years Ago-
"Say something, please." Jericho paces the motel floor in front of two beds as he runs his hand over his head .
"What am I supposed to say . I tell you that I love you and you clam up but then have the decency to tell me that not only do you not love me, but that you love another woman, in public." Michelle places her hands against her face and leans to her knees to let her cries out again.
"The scene you made was very unreasonable, Michelle ." Jericho stands in front of her as if he were displining a child .
Michelle stands up and wipes her hands in her newly bought white dress smearing her wet makeup down the sides. She walks to the door and opens it.
"I don't think so, were not finished ." Jericho rushes to the door and slams it only causing Michelle to jump and walk to the other side .
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WERE NOT FINISHED ?" She throws her hands above her head and cries . "You don't love me, never will . No matter what I do, say, or whatever else . Let me leave . I don't need to be here waiting your time, seeing as shed probably at home cooking dinner just WAITING to hear the news about me and you ."
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"Yes, Sir."
RandomA rekindled love with a dark secret . Whip, chains, gags, and ropes aren't the only things that hold excitement within this love story .
