My Husband's Childhood Friend Drove us to the BrinkThrow it Away
Chapter 1
I didn't notice that my dinner plate was switched by my husband’s childhood friend who leaves with us. After i finished dinner, she claimed that her blue diamond which was the size of bean seed had fallen into my plate.
“ how could you swallow my daimond” She cried fake tears that the diamond was her favorite and she liked to carry it everywhere.
Without delay, my husband called his best friend, Chris who came over with his tools, they both held me and took me to a room where something was injected into my veins, i passed out immediately.
“ have you seen it?” i heard my husbands worried voice from one end of the room.
“ no there's nothing but good here, its disgusting” i heard Chris say.
“ sow her up” my husband, Damian said before i heard the door open and close.
I couldn't feel anything but pain, tears fell down my eyes as the reality of things dawned on me, my husband had cut me open just because his childhood friend had lost her diamond.
I knew at that moment that my life was nothing to him compare to his childhood friend Ana.
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I laid on the bed with tears in my eyes as Chris stitched me up. The door opened and closed again, i heard footsteps walking towards me.
“ Ana has seen the diamon” i heard my husband say. Above me, Chris sighed in relief.
“ good, but she will have to pay me for looking at such disgusting thing before breakfast” i heard Chris say as he hastily stitched me up and wipe his hand and walk out of the room with my husband, leaving me there, broken and in pain.
“ how could you?”
I couldn't believe my husband of three years would not hesitate to open me up just to look for a diamond his childhood friend thought she had lost.
The door opened again and i heard footsteps walk towards me, the person stopped beside me, i moved my eyes slowly to the left to see the handsome face of my husband Damian looking down at me with his face contorted in a disgusted frown.
“ can you get up?” i heard him ask.
I was silent as i observed him, searching for even and ounce of sympathy for what he had done to me but there was none, only disgust and a little but if impatience.
“ no” i shook my head at him moving my eyes away, just a little while, when the pain eases, i will him for good.