Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 12
THE BLISS THAT FOLLOWS TIME.
I didn’t sleep well last night and I’d bet that Astera didn’t too. Last night had been an eye opener.
I called myself every bad name in the book for allowing anger to get the best of me three years ago. I’ve always had a terrible temper but it’s the first time it’s affecting me so horribly.
I would have saved us a lot of heart ache if I had asked Astera what happened. I should have given her the benefit of the doubt.
I made breakfast and Astera got up much later but just in time to eat.
I feel guilty for being so happy that she is still untouched. The truth is that I’ve spent a good portion of nights over the years in the past wondering how she’s doing.
Is Daniel having sex with her now? Does she ever think of me whenever she’s in her husband’s arms? Is she pregnant with his child?
These questions have plagued me for years.
I’m getting my woman back, I vowed to myself. It might take time….a hell lot of time, but Astera has always been mine and will continue to be.
I just need to convince her that not all marriages are a ticket to hell. I need to convince her that not all men are trying to overthrown Satan from his domain.
In the next months that followed, I courted my Astera again.
I didn’t try to be who I’m not, I didn’t to be a perfect gentleman because Astera knows me so well.
I just showed her a part of me I’m hidden for a long time. The part of me that loves this woman so much.
I sent her flowers as much as I could, knowing how much she loves them. We went out as much as we could, everywhere we can.
These past few months have been the best in my life. Astera seems to be getting over the horrors of her marriage.
It’s like the way she is before her marriage three years ago. Little things make her happy. Her self-confidence has taken a lot of boost.
She have started to dress quite as nicely as before her marriage and I don’t hide the way I look at her anymore. With blatant interest.
That drives home the fact that her ex-husband was just a sick faggot and his soul would probably not be resting in peace.
It’s like a new relationship all over again, the only difference is that we know each other so d--n much.
I wish the rest of my life will be like the past four months.
I barely remember Daniel, and why would I? When Stefan haunts my every waking moment and in a good way too.
The way he looks at me makes my body hot and my blood to sing. Most days we spent together and every night we spend alone. The nights are the longest.
I want to feel Stefan’s hands on me. I want be with him in passion and intimacy. I am twenty four years old and it’s past overdue too.
I wish to be intimate with him tonight, and that’s one of the reason I’m happy about today.
The town people stopped paying me attention a long time ago, moving on to newer gists and trending gossips. People return my greetings when I pass and even smile at me so nicely.
My life couldn’t be any better. Except everyday, I remember the look on Donovan’s face when he came to plead that he wants to talk to me.
As the anger and pain in my heart recedes, I start feeling pity for the man because he lost someone too. Someone very dear to him.
Daniel and Donovan practically lived and breathed each other. Even before Daniel dragged me to hell by marrying me.
I pulled myself out of thoughts and smiled widely as I made my way outside of my house to go shopping. It’s weekend.
I’ve gotten a job months ago as a secretary in a small business firm and the job suits me well. The owner of the firm is a kind sixty-something year old woman and the job has been good.
Stefan and I has a date again today, but it’s an indoor date and it’s my house this time around. I love indoor dates because I get to cook the best food for him.
There’s this clothes he’d admired in the body of a cloth-dommy the last time we drove past a cloth store.
If I was still married to Daniel, I wouldn’t dream of wearing such casual normal dress because he’ll mock my curves and make me feel ugly.
But not Stefan. Never Stefan.
“I’ll take that dress, please.” I said to the store clerk.
The woman beamed at me as she handed the wrapped dress over to me. “You’ll look good on it. Your boyfriend won’t be able to take his eyes off you.” The woman said.
My cheeks heated as I thanked the woman and paid her.
When I got home, I did everything I had to do around the house with smile on my face. I even turned on music at some point.
Although it’s not as loud as I used to like it but it’s better too. I’m determined to get my life back…everything that Daniel stole from me.
In the evening, my door bell rang and I rushed to open the door. I’ve already prepared everything and I’m all dressed up.
Stefan stared at me so blatantly. “You love ravishing in that dress. Jesus, Astera, have mercy will you?” He groaned as he entered the house.
I giggled like a girl as he drew me into his arms and took my lips in a kiss. My life can’t get any better, I thought.