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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me a loveless marriage because he wasn't ready to fall in love. He loved his wife with his whole heart, and

life and he wanted to keep that part private. She was always going to be an important part of him

Matteo went through something different. He

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

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

understand. It's

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 loss. It must

cleared his throat. "It was five years ago. She's in a

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 to break and lose everything. He was strong enough to keep calm. "What's wrong, Alena?" He asked,

head, "I'm just amazed at how strong you

could he

in 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 I needed because he didn't push

him the way

AS

you. I missed everything about you." He breathed, kissing

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

should keep them

"We

!

I

feels weird,

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

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 skin with

began

smirk

gained me a few inches taller before running my hand down his zipper,

Alena I know." He muttered, letting me

"What is she like?"

"Feisty, confident and s***"

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

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

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 will, and I respected that-he respected me as his

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

me like you always do," he

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 sensitive spots and he made me begged for

keep spreading your

filled the room, feeling his thrusts deep

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

were skin to skin. We felt like

but he proved me wrong. We were made for each other whether we knew it or not. If we were written to meet in our we felt the connection. next life and the other, we maybe that was the reason

as if I knew this

me. He protected me. He