Chapter 25 ~ Because it's a fake Marriage

Chapter 25 - Because it's a fake Marriage

Athena

The door shuts and I keep my face forward, like I haven't heard him walk in.

I arrived a few hours ago with

Ryan helping me while my husband probably went to lay off some steam with the love of his life.

I tried to shower but it's been

a bitch because I'm still so sore and I almost died in there.

I imagined Ryan's face pale when he heard my scream but couldn't come in.

Alex would kill him.

My entire body is in pain but I'd rather die than show that weakness.

"How are you feeling?" His deep voice caresses my skin.

But I harden my heart and fix my face.

"Fine."

"Athena."

"I'm tired, Alex. Let me just watch TV in peace."

Silence settles

between us, heavy and suffocating. I keep my eyes glued to the screen, even though I'm not really watching. I can

feel him standing there, his

presence pressing down on me, but I refuse to look at him.

I hear him sigh, then the rustling of fabric as he moves. I expect him to leave, but

instead, he walks closer. I tense when I feel the

dip slightly beside

almost fell in the shower." His

but there's an edge

swallow hard. Ryan talks too much. Fire him and get someone

Alex exhales through his

sense his frustration. He

no right to

left me behind

me in a compromised position again. I understand he

he states pulling me out of my angry

truly is

When are

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"I'm fine."

hear a scoff. "You can't even sit

"Then leave. No one asked you to sit

a moment, there's silence again, thick with tension. Then,

the remote, and before I can react,

shuts off.

whip my head toward him,

out as if he owns the place. Which, technically, he does. "If you don't want to talk, then I don't see why you need

"Alex-"

watching me with

fists, hating how easily he gets under my skin. "Why are you even here? Shouldn't you

words taste bitter coming

ost fell

you ran out of the

I don't have wings. I'd have flown if

than they

how to twist the knife

though there's nothing funny about this. "At

me like I'm some puzzle he can't

"You're mad," he states.

me wince. He notices.

for whatever he's about to say, but

he stands and disappears into the

confused, until he returns with a bottle of painkillers and a glass of

he orders, holding them

I don't move.

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