Strike

[everlie]

After a routine of cold towels and water, he finally woke up. My expression towards him was not
warm... I've had it with him. It's way too much work for a person with my lvl of desperation.
He tried to smile at me.
"sorry"- he whispered.
I stood up and left the glass of water beside his bed.
I left the room without a word.
How could I forgive him, if every day is the same...
I still remember the day we got married... it was a day like today. Nice and warm... he tenderly looked at me with
anxiety... he just couldnt wait to be with me for the rest of his life..

Thats what i think about everytime I have to forgive him...
But this time I coudn't take it anymore.
I re-enterd the room. He was sitting down on the edge of the bed drinking his water.
As he turned to me, he looked at me ashamed...
"please.. I'm.. "
Before he could finish talking, i gathered my strenght and said...
"you do this again, and im asking for a divorce.."
I used all the strenght in me in order to hold the tears from flowing through my eyes *hes got to stop*
I kept repeating to myself..
He was silent..
And i left the room again.