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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when he hesitated 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

pictures of her. It was his life; she was his life and he wanted to keep that part

my heartbroken because my ex-boyfriend cheated on me. He showed me his true colors when he did it intentionally, but Matteo went through something

had passed when he pulled away and I could see the

away from you. I didn't know how to tell

It's

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,

was five years ago. She's in a better place

never been in his situation, 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 calm. "What's wrong, Alena?" He asked,

just amazed

he could he could

onto his face to gain full control. The way he kissed me back gave me the amount of satisfaction I needed because he didn't push me away-I

hated treating him the way

AS

you. I missed everything about

body began heating up immediately as I let the pleasure consume me but when I opened my eyes, I saw the photo albums and the

them away first,"

nodded, "We should.

!

I

feels weird,

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

edge of the bed. He was staring down into my eyes as he cupped my face, slowly caressing my skin with his fingers.

began

smirk

on my knees which gained me a few inches taller before running my hand down

I know."

"What is she like?"

"Feisty, confident and s***"

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 lips never stopped moving because he was kissing

them above my head. Then, he grinded on

was laying in nothing but his oversized shirt, obviously with no underwear. He undressed me last night while I was passed out cold. He didn't do anything against my

passionately thrusted inside me. Our mouths were parting together before we continued

he whispered in my

were

we "Matteo Matteo...

call myself crazy but now, I was enjoying it too much. Every time he touched me, my knees were growing

your

closed as my moans filled the room, feeling

of the same movement, he was taking his time. He

skin.

I ended up with, but he proved me wrong. We were made for each other whether we knew it or

as if I knew this man

by me. He protected me. He showed me he could