Chapter 51

Venessa's pov

Not able to get any sleep, I dragged my feet over the window and sat down watching the moon shine bright surrounded by many little stars when I felt a presence inside the room.

I glanced over my shoulder and saw my husband watching me with his wide open. Must be wondering why on earth I'm still awake.

I turned my back to him and continued to stare out the window with my heart pounding furiously against my chest and butterflies waking up inside my stomach.

He sat near me and when he raised his hand, I flinched and closed my eyes waiting for a blow hit me but it never came. How can I forget that he'll never raise his hand to me, how can I forget that he's not Andrew?.

Hearing him sigh dramatically, I await for him to say something as I know he's suspicious of my recent action.