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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in love. He loved

life and he wanted to

on me. He showed me his true colors when he did it intentionally, but Matteo went through something different. He had to

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

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

understand. It's not your

pictures of you with another man, it would've been a different story. I might've tracked him down."

five years

quiet, afraid if I might say something wrong. I had never been in his situation, so I never understood it truly. If I were ever in his spot, I was bound

"I'm just amazed at how

he could he could

to 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

hated treating him

AS

about you." He breathed, kissing my

I let the pleasure 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

should keep them away first," "He

nodded, "We

!

I

feels weird,

away in the drawer. Then, he went back for the wedding bands and the engagement ring to put them along with

the bed. He was staring down into my eyes

began

smirk

my knees which gained me a few inches taller

i is the Alena I know."

"What is she like?"

"Feisty, confident and s***"

I felt 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 lips never stopped moving because he was kissing me

he went down to grab both of my hands, pushing them above my head. Then,

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

thrusted inside me. Our mouths were parting together before we continued to kiss,

he whispered in my ear. "Your p***y knows it

were

we "Matteo Matteo...

Every time he touched me, my knees were growing weak. He knew

spreading your

filled the room, feeling his thrusts

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

skin.

we were focusing onto our feelings. Matteo was never the man I thought I ended up with, but he proved me wrong. We were made for each other whether we knew it or not. If we

I knew this man in a different

by me. He protected me. He