Shouldn't Have Kissed You

Maya walked out of the bathroom all dressed up. She wore a pink dress with a black sweater to hide her bruises. She was going to admit that they hurt mostly when the cold shower hit them. But she wasn't about to let her mother in law have a guess what was going on.

Before Chris walked in the kitchen earlier, she had forgotten her problems with the help of Alma and Bernice. She had even forgotten about the threat that was on the note that she received.

Bernice had made sure to lighten up her mood and she had succeed in a way. With awesome stories of her dear husband like that, who wouldn't anyway? She laughed for the whole two hours she was there. But everything changed.

It changed when he walked in. He said hello to everyone apart from her. He didn't even dare acknowledge her in any way. Of course, she was hurt. She wasn't that invisible for her husband to not see her. But he did. He didn't bother look her way not even when she followed him behind.

Then what was her mistake to get the bruises? What did she do for her to be pushed like that? For her to be called all the name he thought she deserved? She was as much of a victim as he was. She never wished for this.

She moved her eyes to him, whom he stood at the vanity mirror. He wore a sweatpants and a white T-shirt that fit him perfectly. She hated herself for still seeing him as handsome even after what he did to her.

Or maybe it was her fault. It was her fault to think. It was hers to act before asking. Hers to think that by doing what she thought was a way of saving time. Hers for staring at him as if he was a piece of chicken. And her biggest fault was letting herself be a pushover by everyone.2

She opened her mouth to say that she was ready but he was already at the door. Maya pushed her hair on one side and walked after him. She had to catch up with him or else, only God knew the rest.

"It's finally the time," Bernice said when she saw the two walk in the dinning room, "I thought you two decided to have another type of meal."

Maya felt her face blush at that comment. She pulled her seat next to Bernice.

"Don't get wrong ideas, Momma," Chris said pulling his seat, "and your making my wife go scarlet."

At the mention of that, Maya's hands went to her face. Of course, he had to see her blush at his mother's statement. She pulled a bowl full of rice and served herself. That night, she had learned his favourite dish and in a way she was happy. Why? She had no idea.10

Everyone ate quietly and that didn't help Maya. Maybe she thought that when she got married something would change but she was wrong. It was just like her old life. A life everyone that thought knows her would describe her as a happy girl.

problems of any sort. The princess who got everything that life could offer. The spoilt brat who had a dad that loved her with all his heart. The one parented girl who went to the best school because of her father's connection. The best

a princess either. Her life was hell and much worse in her

knew nothing about her. He had no idea what she had gone through. He had no idea in a way, she looked forward to this marriage. Not for love but to escape her life. But here she was, going the

What she wanted to know was if he more damaged than her dad was. He is a psycho and she will never

of space all over sudden," she held her

was lucky to have additional people who cared. First her two best friends with whom one she hadn't heard anything from him since college. If you asked her, she still had hopes that one day she will see him

hours ago and learned to love and trust within a few seconds. Then her mother in law whom she loved from the first meeting. It was so ironic,

hands, "I just remembered something

sight and in a

sure it can

took a glass

was red velvet cake, Chris favourite too. It

couches. All

placing her desert on the coffee table, "my reason for my

Chris

turned to her son, "knew

he had been staring at for only god knows when since they moved to the living

up to no good

exclaimed, "I just came to give

of this? Bernice had said yesterday that she would bring her gift the following day and today was the following day. She wondered

that be?" Chris asked biting his

to Kenya," she said exacted, "for