"I'm home love" I heard my husband's voice echo.

I straightened my dress and walked downstairs, a smile on my face.

I knew he was coming from another woman's arms.

The scent lingering as I hugged him.

The red love bites on his neck.

The lipstick stain on his collar.

These told me all. But I didn't ask him a single question.

"So what's for dinner?" He asked me, strolling down in just his boxers and a shirt on.

"Your favorite, spaghetti bonglonese" I answered back, topping it off with a fake grin.

That's all it was around him. Fake.

Fake smiles.

Fake laughs.

Fake orgasms.

I watched him eat, a small smile on my face. He would look up occasionally and smile at me too.

"What's that on your neck?" I asked, before I could stop myself.

"What? Where?" He asked me back, his hand going to the exact spot where the hickey's were.

I went closer to him and skimmed my fingers over them.

"They look like infections. I'll get some of that cream grandma uses for you" I murmured, kissing his cheek.

Getting rid of all my clothes, I slowly walked into the bathroom.

I put on the shower at its hottest and collapsed under it.

My body convulsed with sobs as I let my heart out.

I never ask him where he's been, even though I know his job closes by 6pm.

He comes back everyday by 9 instead. Sometimes even later.

I know I'm not his only. I know I'll keep being his fool and pretending to believe all he says. But at least I'm still the one under his roof. The one he comes back to everyday.

All I wanted was a little bit of his heart. That was what I asked for. And I didn't care who he was with.

They said nothing was ever easy, and I know what I'm facing isn't easy too.

But I also heard a little love, is better than none. So I'm gonna take the little love he gives me, and I'm gonna shut up about it.

I chose this for myself, and I had to face it.

"I'm off to work baby. I'll be home late today" he said in my ears, right after kissing me.

I wanted to cry, but I forced myself to smile. "No problem honey. Be safe, I love you"

"I love you too"

One last kiss and he was gone.

I sank to the floor and broke down in tears.

I deserve this. For being so selfish and wanting him.

For refusing to listen and loosing all my friends.

I deserved it all. And no matter how it hurt, I wasn't gonna cry in his face.

I was gonna act like everything is okay, and I was gonna suck it up.

A/n: I'm weak guys. This story gave me feels. Last update of the day.

The song gave me feels. I'm so emotional right now.

How are you guys anyway?

I just wanna say, if any of you are in this kind relationship,  please leave.

No matter how much you love the person.

It hurts to let go of the one you love, but it hurts worse when that one you love leaves you for someone else.

Enough with the mushy stuff. Please send in requests for me to write, and I promise I will.

Bye now. Love y'all. 😍😙😙