If I have to pretend to be happily married for one more day I think I'll puke. It's not like we haven't tried. Lord knows we've tried talking about the problems in our marriage. Nothing seems to help. He says he's sorry that things haven't worked out the way we planned. If only sorry could fix this problem.
I truly believed that I was in love with Hunter and that he loved me when we got married. I soon found out that he wasn't over Joanie and he went crawling back to her many times in the past when we had a fight. Then there was Trish. I knew about every time he went to both of them. I wish I could say that I was better at the fidelity thing, but I have needs too and when Hunter wasn't around to fulfill them...Chris Jericho and Kurt Angle were.
I sigh again and climb out of bed. Walking into the living room I see our wedding photo sitting on the mantle. Look at those happy fools believing that their vows actually meant something to them.
I don't want to be the one to give up on this marriage, but.....I can't keep living a lie. Sometimes I wonder if he's just waiting for me to throw in the towel. Seems like I make more than my fair share of effort to keep things together.
"Steph?" I hear Hunter's groggy voice and turn to see him standing in the doorway. "Come back to bed baby." He smiles that insanely seductive smile at me. He walks over and pulls me into his strong arms. For a moment I swear I see love in his eyes right before he kisses me.
"Hunter," I say pushing him away. "This isn't working anymore. I can't pretend anymore." He frowns and nods. He knows that we both need to end this before we start to hate each other.