Once Upon A Time

By Ritzy Opera 3 weeks ago

I stared out of the window at the scenery around my mansion, my prison.  I was trapped in my life, the only thing I have control over is my breath. I am tempted to stop even that but I can not, not until my husband is dead.  I brought this on myself, I was the one who married him,  I knew he wasn't ready to let go and still, I did. 


"Babe,  leave the window,  you might get seen,"  my husband's charming voice said behind me.  

I glanced at him dismissively.  The reason why I was here was because he was in the room and I wanted to be as far away from him as possible.  


"Don't worry,  I won't jump out of the window,  you are still alive and nobody knows of your crimes, it's  my job to make people know," I said in a deadly quiet tone and as usual he didn't bat an eyelash at my words.  


"You are still there," was all he said so I obeyed his order, hoping that I won't bear his wrath. As soon as I got close to him, he grabbed my arm and backhanded me. I didn't even wince, I was already used to the pain, I barely felt his new mark. "you keep talking to me that way and you don't have to jump,  I will push you down.  After all, what your family did, it is what I felt for you that is keeping you alive, only that," he raged then the door slammed, marking his exit.  


It wasn't this way before.  We both changed.  We were happy. Then I slept with his brother.  


Wait.  I am telling this wrong...  This story starts with once upon a time. 

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