Chapter 7 : He Realized He Wronged Ella!
George
"Make sure she receives it, will you?"
Those are the last words Ella utters to me as she hails a taxi. I watch her walk away, a new confidence in her I've never witnessed. How is she so different yet very much the woman I married? Her shiny brown hair cascades perfectly around her figure, and she moves purposefully.
I reach out for her and try to open my mouth to speak her name. Where is she going? How is she going to manage without my money or influence?
But that's the problem, isn't it? Clearly, those weren't nearly enough for Ella.
My eyes open slowly to the dark apartment I now live in alone. As I wake, my expression and my body start to grow cold. It was but a dream, yet I'm still living the nightmare of being alone.
I furrow my brow as I slowly sit up, aches stiffening my back as I do. Tension in the shoulders once again. It's been happening more frequently this past week, even though I've always struggled not to hold every piece of stress between my shoulders.