Chapter 2: He’s a jerk!
Ash's pov ;
I thought about all those times when we would fight. It was always me who gave in first, always me who sought to make peace. I was always so humble, so desperate to keep the peace, to make our relationship work. Maybe that was what gave him the power to cheat, to betray me so easily.
I remembered how my father, on his deathbed, asked Elijah's grandmother to take care of me and Samantha when we were kids. Which was how she made Elijah marry me.
At the time, maybe it seemed like a perfect solution to her and my father. Elijah and I had known each other for years. I was sixteen when I first met him, and I instantly got a crush on him. But to him, I was completely invisible. He would never spare me a glance.
He would only come home for Samantha. I thought back to how close Elijah and she had always been. They were inseparable, best friends who had studied together in the same school and college. And they were six years old than me.
I never saw the signs, never suspected that their bond could turn into something more. But I never once imagined that it would lead to an affair.
But now, it all felt like a cruel joke. He had never treated me badly, but he had also never shown me the love I craved. I always told myself that love would come in time, and that he would eventually see me as more than just an obligation.
The more I thought about it, the more I realised how blind I had been. I wanted so badly to believe in our marriage, to believe that Elijah would eventually love me. But he proved me wrong.
I feel betrayed not just by him but by my own naivety.
"I want a divorce," I stated plainly.
His reaction was immediate and explosive. "A divorce? Are you out of your mind? We're not getting a divorce!"