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

calm, but there's an edge to

much. Fire him

Alex exhales through his

and I can sense his frustration. He doesn't like when I

has no right to

when he left me behind

face, putting me in a compromised position again. I understand he did it to protect Nana but couldn't he just ignore

out of my angry thoughts

is annoying

When are my periods due

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"I'm fine."

hear a scoff. "You can't even sit

tightens. "Then leave. No one asked you

there's silence again, thick

and before I can react,

shuts off.

toward him, glaring. "What the

against the head of the couch, stretching his legs 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 the

"Alex-"

to act like a brat? Fine." He tilts his head slightly, watching

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

words taste bitter

ost fell

you ran out

have wings. I'd have flown if

harder than they should. I hate

to aim, how to twist the knife just

force a laugh, though there's nothing funny about this. "At least you

me like I'm some puzzle he can't quite

"You're mad," he states.

shit, Alex." I shift slightly, but the pain makes me wince. He notices. Of course, he does. His eyes darken, his

whatever he's about to say,

stands and

stare after him, confused, until he returns with

them," he orders, holding them

I don't move.

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