A Lifetime With You by Athrhteera

Chapter 25

Alena

My anger disappeared. My mind went blank.

The woman in those pictures were his wife but she was gone.

I was upset because he lied to me, but I didn't realize I was supposed to ask instead of continuing to hurt him. He went through a lot when he lost his wife and I saw how heartbroken he looked when he grabbed those pictures. Regret filled within me. I didn't have to throw the album or the pictures.

I immediately made my way towards him, slowly picking up the pictures from the ground-some had fallen. He sat quietly in his spot before placing the ring back on the bed.

Why did I react that way? Why did I think of my own feelings instead of his, too?

"I'm

... Matteo. I should've asked," I muttered under my breath.

sorry...

We were sitting next to each other and when I looked into his eyes, they were red and watery, but he managed to lift his lips into a smile. He cleared his throat before trying to dry his eyes by shaking his head.

"You didn't know. How could I blame you?"

That was immature of me."

"No, Alena. It's fine,"

I grabbed both of his hands, "What happened?"

"Čar

ar crash."

I'm so sorry,"

"She had a café downtown and that night, she had a lot of customers. So, she closed a little bit late. I was at work when she called me to come pick her up because she said she didn't want to drive back. She said she was tired." Matteo continued to talk, zoning out. "You don't have to tell me..." "I want you to know. You deserve to know."

Matteo

"She fell asleep. Microsleep. And she was gone," a tear slipped his eye as he quickly wiped it away.

I wrapped my arms around his neck before pulling him in for a hug. He responded back by wrapping his arms around my waist. It didn't take me long to realize he was crying as I heard the sobs. He was trying his hardest not to shed a tear, but he failed miserably, and I grew weaker ker at the sight of him.

My eyebrows furrowed, trying to avoid my own tears from falling.

"I regret it every single day, Alena. I should've drove her home and if I did, she was still going to be here with me."

He was broken. In a lot of more ways than one.

It was the kind of broken where nobody could fix it.

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on helping me. He promised me a loveless marriage because he wasn't ready to fall in love. He loved his wife with his whole heart, and he wasn't anywhere near letting go. How could he easily fall for

room because he had pictures of her. It was his life; she was his life and he wanted to keep that part private. She was always going to be an important part of

true colors when he did it intentionally, but Matteo went through something different. He had to go through the lonely nights, the painful heartache and overcoming the grief. "It's okay.

had passed when he pulled away and I could see the crying had made

it away from you. I didn't know how

understand. It's not

had every right to know. You had every right to be upset with me because if I were in your place and I found pictures of you with another man, it would've been a different story. I might've tracked him down." "I'm really, sorry for r your

his throat. "It was five years ago.

so I never understood it truly. If I were ever in his spot, I was bound to break and lose everything. He was strong enough to keep

just

could he

kiss his lips. My hands were cupping onto his face to gain full control. The way he kissed me back gave me the amount of satisfaction

him

AS

missed everything about

consume me but when I opened my eyes, I saw the photo albums and the rings. It felt wrong to be in his embrace when the woman he ever loved was right there. He stopped moving

them away

nodded, "We

!

I

feels weird,

before putting them away in the drawer. Then, he went back for the wedding bands

was clear of those memories, he went to stand in front of me while I was sitting on the edge of the bed. He was staring down into my eyes as he cupped my face, slowly caressing my

began

smirk

sit on my knees which gained me a few inches taller before running my hand down his zipper, earning myself a from

the Alena I know." He muttered, letting

"What is she like?"

"Feisty, confident and s***"

his full length, I ran my hand up and down without looking away from his eyes. He was enjoying the pleasure as he continued to kiss me, slowly pushing me so I was laying on my back with him on top of me. Our

grab both of my hands, pushing them above my head. Then, he grinded on my thigh,

oversized shirt, obviously with no underwear. He undressed me last night while I was passed out cold. He didn't do anything against my will, and I respected that-he respected me as his wife. One of his hands went down to lift my shirt, letting

spread wide as he slowly and passionately thrusted inside me. Our mouths were parting

baby. Take all of me like you always do," he whispered in my ear.

were

we "Matteo Matteo...

months ago, I was probably going to call myself crazy but now, I was enjoying it too much. Every time he touched me, my knees were growing weak. He knew my

your legs

filled the room, feeling

deep but instead of the same movement, he was taking his time. He was kissing every part

were skin to skin.

was never the man I thought I ended up with, but he proved me wrong. We were made for each

as if I knew

He protected me. He showed