Chapter 15: Beginning of Hell

~~I don't know why I love you. I don't know why I stay. I don't know if it's worth the pain. But even when you slam the door and drive away, I still set the table for two. Babe, you know I'm waiting for you...~~~

-Ruth B.-

Samantha's POV:

"Good morning, Mrs. Williams. Here's your breakfast."

"Jack." I smiled as she placed the tray of food on the bed. She insisted last night to stay and sleep in one of the guest rooms since Luke hadn't yet arrived.

"How's your sleep?" She asked, still smiling.

"You don't have to do this, Jack."

"I know, but I love to, so you'd better get up and fix yourself and I will join you to eat these delicious pancakes and chocolate waffles... Hmm." She really had to close her eyes and smell the food in front of her. "Is he already here?"

She suddenly stopped in her tracks. "I think these pancakes are best with chocolate syrup!" She stood up, pretending not to hear me.

"Jack, is Luke already here?"

"Oh, yeah... I forgot to make a coffee, I'll be back---"

"Jackeline!" I yelled before she could even reach the door.

She turned to the bed, sighing.

"Haist, Sam." She said shaking her head.

knew it. Honestly, I already know the answer, but I just don't know why I

you

if he would

silence had passed before she took the spoon and fork and started slicing the

now that you're two months pregnant. Will you still

It's only two months and we're graduating from senior

what about

read, nothing's changed. And I don't care whatever people may tell me. I will graduate from this school year and show them that being pregnant is not a reason not to continue your dreams!" "Ahh... that's good to hear, girl! Just always remember that your family and of course, me, your best

"Thanks, Jack."

my morning routine... I arranged some of my personal things, fixed my bed and sleeping sheet and then I took a bath before going down

their two maids te to

eyes around the living room. I chose almost all the stuff placed in all the corners of this house, even the colours for the interior design that my father-in-law asked me two weeks before the ceremony. They hurriedly painted the walls and arranged all

sure our wedding picture is to be delivered today, maybe

my eyes caught by the photos placed on top of it. There's a photo of Luke when he was playing basketball for the first time. The second one is the photo of

I couldn't help smiling when I saw my photo. It's one of my favourite photos that were taken when I was in the park swing four years ago. If I remembered it correctly, this was the first photo that Dale has taken since he learned to use his camera. And

and I didn't notice the smile that painted on my lips until he gave me a sharp look and bumped my

of

breath fanned across my face. But that's not what almost made me choke, it's his suit that smelled of alcohol and

formed my fists. He didn't even say a single sorry as

"You didn't even answer my calls and oh, God, Luke Marcuz! You

clenching his jaws and threw his coat

have been and use the word 'other' to refer my girlfriend! Let me just remind you that Cherry is my

so I have every right to

I wasn't expecting. He laughed at me. The

what you said? My wife?" I gulped when he laughed at me again. "You're not my wife, Samantha! You're just the mother of my child so don't expect more than that because you will never have my heart. And this marriage--- this is something I will regret

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