The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

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The fashion show is over and so is the after-party. My husband is nowhere to be found. I'm certain that he is drunk at home. I don't have the slightest bit of worry inside of me, because this has become a recurring event.

"Rosie, is there anything that you're keeping from us?" Dad asks me as we all sit at our table, having dinner. By all, I mean my parents, my siblings, Silas's parents and his siblings. Knox, Sabrina, Kendall and her boyfriend have already left, sensing that it's a family matter.

"Yes, I have been keeping something from you, hoping that I'd be able to take care of it on my own, but I failed." I look down for a moment. The words are too heavy to say. It's like I'm airing my dirty laundry to our family. I never wanted to tell them anything, but I have to. "Is it concerning Silas?" Naomi quietly asks and I nod.

"Ever since his injury, Silas hasn't been the same at all. At first, he locked himself in the house and didn't want to leave, then things started to get slightly better. I thought he accepted what happened and was ready to move forward, but I was wrong. One time, he went with the team to Kansas City and when he came back, it was like another person walked inside our home." My heart is breaking as I tell them this. I never thought I would have to resort to our family. "He started to get drunk a lot and I tried to talk to him about it. Every time, he promised to stop and get everything under control, but that never happened."

"When was this trip?" Tristan asks me. He doesn't look either shocked or surprised, which makes me wonder if they all have their suspicions and I'm only confirming them.

"Last March," I reply. "The situation kept getting worse. Actually, it's still getting worse and as I'm telling you all of this right now, I realize that I'm also at fault. I shouldn't have stayed silent. Every family gathering or event he didn't show up to was because of being drunk or simply not wanting to socialize." I tell them. I feel ashamed for lying to them time and time again, but I thought I was supporting my husband. I thought I was doing the right thing.

""Why didn't you

tell us earlier, Rosie?" Mum asks me.

"I thought I could do it alone. I thought Silas and I could work it out together. I gave him an ultimatum a week ago and I think he has made his choice," I say, taking in a shaky breath. "What do you mean, Rosie?" Scarlett asks me with confusion mixed with fear.

Before I get to answer, my phone buzzes and I look at it. It's Silas Has he just woken up? Is he now sober enough to realize that he has chosen to abandon his wife on an important night for her?

I'm not going to answer him. I don't owe

to

if you want. But I don't want to see him. I don't want him to come here. God only knows how hard it is I'm going to get back home to him after all of this," I reply. There's some sort of coldness inside of me that is very unfamiliar. I have never felt this

me. Look at everyone at

help," I tell him. I don't want to tell them that I have made my decision. I'm certain that

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space," I keep my answer slightly vague. They don't have to know anything about my plan now. They will try to talk me out of it,

loves you, right?" I don't know why Scarlett feels the n even if I'm no longer sure whether he loves me or

of that, but I simply

doesn't want to talk to you." Why on earth would I want to talk to him after what has done to me? "There's no need to come over, Silas. We're already done with dinner." I want to cry. I want to scream at him for ruining our marriage, but it's all pointless. Why would I

to you." Naomi looks at me. Does she expect my heart to soften? He is her son. It's in her nature to be more forgiving

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guess it's only fair we both don't get what we want," I reply, looking away. "Excuse me. I need to go to the restroom." I get up from my place and

being replayed in my head, as if my heart is telling me to give him one more chance. However, my mind has another say in this, because every event he has

them and look up, forcing them not to fall. I cannot handle this anymore. I need to step away if I want to

my eyes, "It would be stupid to ask you if you're okay because I understand that you're not. But... is there anything I can do

her with a smile. At some point, I know I'm going to be okay. I know I'm going to feel relieved or relaxed, but I understand that this time isn't now "I just...

try not to make any decisions while you're in this state," Scarlett advises me. I feel like she knows what I want to

I'm not gonna do that." I give her a tight smile. The thing is, I made my decision a long time ago and I don't