Painful Marriage 2

PAINFUL MARRIAGE 2

Selena's POV

Two years of being married with my husband, Emerson, is a miserable thing that happened to me. I am hurt physically and emotionally yet I chose to stay. Martyrdom, just enduring everything. And you know what's funny? Even though I was hurt, I still loved him. I fell in love with him, even if all of that happened to us is just arranged.

I stayed because I hoped he would change.

I did not leave the master's bedroom until dinner. I just sat on the bed, face down on my knees, silently crying. I woke up with a heavy head, heavy eyes and breaking heart. Even though I had a headache, I forced myself to get up. I'm sure my eyes are full again from crying. I stared at my reflection on the mirror, my eyebags were big, my eyes, nose and cheeks were red.

After I took a bath I went down for breakfast. I caught up with Aunt Nila who was busy wiping the table.

"Good morning, auntie," I greeted. The lady sighed when she saw my face. I smiled at her because there was a trace of concern on her face again.

"I'm fine, auntie. Where's Emerson?" I asked and went to the refrigerator to get something to drink.

"He leave early,hurrying. I know your husband hurt you, hija. What happened there in your hand?"

I stared at my wrist. The trace Emerson's nail was there, swollen. "It will disappear too, auntie. Don't worry."

The lady sighed and shook her head. Maybe she thinks I'm crazy. Even though it had been seen that I am not okay, I still say that I am okay.

"I don't know with you anymore. I am the one who's hurting for you. Why don't you just leave your husband?"

I'm also hurting for myself, auntie.

I sipped my glass with only water before smiling bitterly. "He's the only one I have, auntie. He's my only family..."

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