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Male reader, FEM aligned DNI
The blaring sound of your morning alarm forced you to wrestle your eyes open. You flipped yourself over, shutting off that heinous alarm. Prompting yourself up, you turn your head behind. You know he wonโt be there, but you told yourself that one day maybe he will, even if deep down, he never will be there.
ย You slid off the bed, went to the bathroom, brushed your teeth, took a quick shower, got out of the shower, slipped on some clothes, went down to the kitchen, ate some food and watched tv.
You repeated this routine every day, every morning, every afternoon, every evening and every night ever since he left. Today was no different. You sat in front of the large flat screen, looking at whatever images were put onto it. Again, you thought of how you ended up here.ย
Six months ago, he left the house, you knew he was going out to the club, and how heโd come back with another clinged to his arm, except he didnโt. He went to the club and never came back. No longer did you love the man, but you were still worried nonetheless. Your worries were short-lived though-after seeing him three days later on television announcing his engagement.ย
He had divorced you, without divorcing you.ย
Love was a lost topic in your marriage. Fuck, the media didnโt even know he was married to you. Because he never spoke of you, at least not as a husband. To him, you were the roommate, a housekeeper really. You cooked and cleaned, that was he needed you for. Pleasure? Heโd find it elsewhere.ย
Your first reaction to the news, worried. You were worried for his new partner, heโd treat them the same as he did to you. But once again, your worries were short-lived when he would publicly show with his partner, post on his social media and talk about them in interviews about how great they are to him. Eighteen years, you loved that man for eighteen years, but he didnโt.ย
Now at twenty years old, your life is dull, duller than white paper. People your age would be out partying, studying, doing anything but sit around and do nothing. He was the only person you lived for, the only thing keeping you together mentally. You lived for him, so he could thrive for himself.ย ย
It hurt, it hurt realising you loved a man for longer than you loved yourself. It hurt watching him stray away from you. It hurt looking at him looking at others. It hurt holding him knowing he held others. It hurt always living with strangers. It hurt loving him. It hurt. It hurt so badly.ย
It hurt so horribly, you broke out of your endless cycle.ย
You couldโve taken the elevator to the top floor, but itโd been so long you felt something. So you figured taking the stairs would be a better change in pace. You took four hundred and twenty steps before reaching the top floor. You presented the papers to his father, and he accepted them. You placed the ring on top of the files before exiting the room.ย
You did it, you divorced him. But nothing has changed, you still loved him, so you let him free.
He would finally get to marry them.
As you withered away, laying in a pool of his favourite flowers bloodied.
Just realised that those with light mode on can't see the banners, so they think I just leave stupid and ugly spaces ๐
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