The Butterfly Effect

Mr Marton Graham

I'm late for work but I don't care, my wife, the person I am supposed to share my life with, doesn't even want me and I know it. She tries to hide it, or not entirely being secretive, but I can't keep on going like this.

We married out of convenience yes, she fell pregnant and I had to marry her, it was the right thing to do. But can't I be there for my son and live on to finding someone that actually loves me

The decisions to make in my mind continue all the way to the school parking lot. I sit in my car for a few more minutes and notice one of my students that I bump into a lot, standing there eagerly.

I know her well, sometimes a little too well. It's wrong but I can't help teasing her sometimes, but not going too far with things of course. I could never lead her on, I'm a married man right. Right? A married man that would never feel the touch of a loving wife. Right? Set out to suffer for the rest of my life because of one incident.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath.



What is she waiting for over there though? Wasn't she supposed to be in class right now?