Wounded Heart
ENTRY 2.3
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Gayle''s POV
The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. Golden fingers of sunlight lit up the scene.
The sun poured through my window. Despite the things that are happening, I always shed a smile
when I woke up. Another day had dawned, bringing with it new hope and aspirations.
There’s no better way to wake me up in the morning than with a smile on my face. While a good
night’s sleep and sweet dreams aren’t always the case, one thing I can always count on is creating
glee despite everything. However, these dreams and hopes started to fade because of the
rtionship that I had with my husband. If only I can turn back time, but I know I couldn’t. Still, I am
trying my best to make my day productive and hoping that one day, Liam will forgive me.
I always woke up early to prepare breakfast for Liam, iron his clothes—prepare all he needed
before going to work.
Liam will hurt me if I failed to do what he wanted. As he always says, I must obey him. ves must
always obey their masters.
I was caged just like a prisoner. And I can’t do anything about it because these are the
consequences of my action.
I got up in my bed, take a quick shower, wear a ck dress below the knee, applied powder to my
face, and climbed down the stairs.
I heaved a deep sigh when I already saw Liam in the kitchen, having some time with his cup of
coffee. I took a deep breath again to get courage.
“Good morning!” I greeted him cheerfully and went closer to him. I was about to initiate a kiss when
I stopped midway. Damn it, I forgot, we’re not on good terms, I thought. “Sorry,” I uttered and when
Liam met my eyes, I distance myself before I could piss him off.
“What do you want for breakfast?” I asked and wore my pink apron that hangs near the fridge.
Liam darted his eyes at me. “Why do you always act like I will give a damn about you?” he asked
and put down his cup on the table. It hurts that I’m trying to make peace with him but he always
distances himself from me. Yeah, he will not give a damn about me—because I sinned? And he
only gives a damn when he will plunge his big shaft inside my small hole.
“Liam…” I whispered his name.
“Despite everything you still dared to sh a smile on me? You always pester me. You always
disgust me! But hell, you always dared to talk to me like we’re fine?”
I slightly bowed my head and y with my fingers. Sometimes, I can’t understand him. There’s
nothing wrong with the way I treat him despite the beatings and sufferings he gave to me. I just
wanted his forgiveness. But he’s having a hard time giving it to me. So, what will I do… letting
myself stay on the corner and lose my sanity?
“I just wanted to—”
“Enough with your reasons. Why don’t you just fucking leave me alone?” he barked, his loud mad
voice bouncing on the walls.
“I am asking for your forgiveness, Liam. I wanted us to settle this out. You don’t want to let me go.
You’re just being unreasonable—”
“What did you say?” Liam’s forehead creased as he cut the hum into my words.
My eyes widened when I realized what I have uttered. “I-I didn’t mean—” I didn’t finish my words
when Liam picked the saucer. I tried my best to cover my face with my arm and turned around when
that object hit me. Our distance is just a meter away and the impact is hard when it hit my arm that
covers my face. That saucer is made up of ceramic material—it’s solid and hard. And when it fell on
the floor, it gives a thunderous cracking sound.
I was about to look back when Liam rushed towards my side and pulled my hair. “L-Liam…” I
whispered. My body started to tremble in fear, my heart started to thump fast because of the danger
that my system let out.
“You fucking dare to talk back—”
“I am sorry. I was just—” I didn’t finish my words when Liam pped me on the face which makes
me stumble and fell to the tiled ground. I groaned in pain and my eyes shed tears.
“There you are! You’re just good at crying!” he eximed as he grabbed me in the hair, lifting me. I
screamed in pain, trying to remove his grasp on it. However, he sessfully lifted me and throw meRêAdt??St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
back on the floor.
I pity myself because I can’t do anything but cry hard, hurt deep within my heart. Even if I tried to
fight for myself, I still ended up being wounded by his beatings and sharp words.
“Liam…” I whispered his name again and one moment, I found myself being dragged by him.
“If you had a great time with your best friend, then you will have a hard time with me,” he said and
forced me to face the wall as he lifted the hem of my dress. At this moment, I know what he will do
again. And I was right when I felt the familiar pang of pain when his shaft entered my anus and take
me continuously, trusting deep and harshly.