Martha, a strong blinded by love woman, must come to terms that Everything she knows in life is going to change. After the betrayal of her husband, she must decide what is best for her family.
Does she wants to fight to stay with the man that broke...
I didn't want those words being said to me. I didn't want to hear it.
He loved me?....He loved me?
I pushed past him into the living room grabbing as much of his clothes that I could. Before he could try and touch me again I threw them in his face, "Just take your shit, take her damn panties with you and get out!"
"Martha I can explain."
I was on a tirade all I saw was red, all I saw were those dainty barely covering your ass laced fucking panties. I went over to the fire place and grabbed the vase and threw it to the floor.
"Martha stop."
"Why? What the fuck do you care?"
"Martha please."
"Whoever the fuck she is I hope she was worth it!" I saw the photo of us, our wedding photo in the frame my mother made me buy. Grabbing it I turned to him and threw it to the ground at his feet.
My breathing turned jagged and sobs were involuntarily leaving my body. I couldn't control myself. I didn't want him to see this, to see what he caused. To know how badly he was able to break me in this moment. I felt my knees hit the ground before I could process anything.
"Martha." He said my name in the form of a whisper. My hair was hanging in my face as I held my head down."Fuck!"
"Get out, please get out." I just kept grabbing my chest wanting the pain to stop I need it to stop.
"Martha." I could hear the sorrow and pleading in his voice.
I don't want his apologies, I don't want some half ass excuse, I just want him gone.
Mustering up more of my rage I started yelling, "Piece of shit!" I moved to the side and grabbed more of his clothing and threw it at him. He started to back away.
The nauseating feeling when I found those panties came tumbling back through me but this time ten fold. I pushed him and shoved but he didn't fight back. Soon I saw him hurry towards the front door.
"Fucking Bastard!" I was moving towards exiting the living room when the door finally slammed shut. Running up the stairs to the bathroom, I was able to release. The pain was still there though, I was completely empty yet I still felt so much pain.
______________________________ 🚨Author's Note:
Learning how Martha found out, always trust your instincts!
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Next chapter we are coming back to the present and ya girl Martha is stressed! 😓
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