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

said you almost fell in

calm, but there's an

too much. Fire

Alex exhales through his

frustration. He doesn't like when I dismiss

has no right

he left me

in a compromised position again. I understand he did it to protect Nana but couldn't he

of my angry thoughts

is annoying

I'm just angry. When are my

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"I'm fine."

"You can't even sit properly,

"Then leave. No one asked you to sit here and

thick with tension. Then, I

before

shuts off.

toward him, glaring. "What

he owns the place. Which, technically, he does.

"Alex-"

to act like a brat? Fine." He tilts his head slightly, watching me with those cold, unreadable eyes. "But that doesn't mean

he gets under my skin. "Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be with her?

words taste bitter coming

ost fell

you ran out of the

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

harder than they

where to aim, how to

laugh, though there's nothing funny about

I'm some puzzle

"You're mad," he states.

I shift slightly, but the pain makes me wince. He notices. Of course, he does. His

myself for whatever he's about to say, but

he stands and disappears into the

until he returns with a bottle of painkillers and a glass

he orders,

I don't move.

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