Hassy_101

It was started with a harmless request, "Jessica, clear out a room for Zoey, she'll be moving in with us for the time being." 

Jessica's marriage soon ended when that 'guest' climbed up the ladder, from a guest room downstairs, to Jessica's bedroom, and then, her husband's bed. 

After losing in the fight for her husband's attention and love, Jessica realized it was time to wear back her garment of dignity and respect. She signed the divorce papers and left the country. 

Two years later, she returned as the heiress to a conglomerate, but her husband was at the airport, waiting to welcome her home. 

"When did I say I didn't love you, Jessica?" he asked.

When I Left, He Found His Way Back

I woke up feeling refreshed and energized, the warmth of the Sunday morning sun streaming through my window. With no pressing obligations, I had a relaxing day ahead.

First things first, I decided to tackle my school supplies shopping at the mall. It was essential to get everything I needed before classes started. After that, I planned to visit Hilda, catching up on lost time.

But then, my mind drifted to my stepfamily. Had they expected me to visit yesterday? I flattened my lips, a hint of guilt creeping in. Maybe they had been looking forward to seeing me?

I weighed my options. Should I swing by their place to confirm? It would be polite, and perhaps ease any tension. But did I really want to deal with that today?

I tossed the idea around, undecided. Part of me wanted to avoid potential awkwardness, while another part felt obligated to make an appearance.

It takes two to tangle