Emily POV

I spent three years trying to be the perfect bride for him. I loved him and cherished him he was my everything I still can't believe what I saw today. He was with some Red headed skank with her arms wrapped around him while he smiled like he was on top of the world. He stopped smiling at me like that 2 years ago is all I think. And now I wonder if she was the reason why. I guess last month meant nothing. I should have known it didn't we were both drunk out of our minds and afterwards he didn't say two words to me. I wiped the tears that were sliding down my cheeks. There is no use of crying now I think as I hear my cellphone ring I look down seeing a number I don't recognize. "Hello" I say when I answer. The man on the other end introduces himself as Mr. Slaughter he says he is a lawyer for my grandmother Ms. Dawson. he wanted to Inform me that she has passed on and left me some items in her will. He needed me to come down to Louisiana right away so he could speak with me in person. "Of course I can be down there in 4 days I have some important matters to attend to then I will be on my way" I say in response.

I have never met my grandmother my father always said she was a horrible woman who disowned him for the choices he made. He never really told me or my brothers what those choices were but I think it had something to do with my mother. He thanks me then hangs up the phone I sigh getting up. Tonight when Ericson gets home I will ask him why he decided to hurt me like this and then I'm asking for a divorce I refuse to stay in a marriage that feels like a sham. I get up walking to the room that I share with my husband if that's even what I can call him. I run a hot bath making sure to add bubbles and two candles then I strip down getting in. I relax as I think back on my day after I saw him leaving his office with that skank! I called two people my mother and my best friend Jessica. My mother begged me to give him another chance she says all men cheat and it's our job as women to forgive them, and to think of what Im giving up. My family is well off but they are not rich like Ericsons. But I didn't marry him for his money. Sure he helped out my family when we married but back then we were actually in love. I met him in college I was a sophomore and he was a junior both of us were studying a NYU majoring in business I was a genius in that class. I had so many offers when I finally graduated but I turned them all down to be a good wife to my husband we got married a month after I graduated.

I always let him take the lead since that's how he wanted it. but cheating is something I can't stand beside I do have morals and I know I'm not a bad looking woman I have a pretty nice body, with brains and a good heart but that still wasn't enough. I was submissive always trying to make my husband happy While supporting him in whatever he chose. I know every marriage goes through rough patches but I thought we were at least happy. Boy was I wrong I think. But when I called Jessica she told me to leave him she has always thought he wasn't good enough for me. Plus his family isn't known to get all their wealth the legal way. It took a couple of years for me to be told the truth. Ericson said he has to trust me.But that doesn't mean his family are not feared because they are. I always thought it was just people making up stuff because they are Italians. They have always been nice his mother was always a sweet woman.

I can't believe she raised a son like him some one who could be so cold and selfish. He promised to never hurt me but I guess that was in the heat of the moment. After I finished scrubbing my body and relaxing for 30 minutes the water was getting cold and my body was starting to get all pruney so I decided to get out. I wrap my towel around my body walking to the walk in closet I'm going to really miss the tub and this lovely closet I think. But it's a small price I have to pay to leave with my dignity I don't want anything from him he can keep it all. Well except my clothes and jewelry diamonds are a girl's best friend. I pull out a tight black dress when I ask for this divorce I will look my best as I do it. I moisturize my body then put on the dress and do my makeup I curl up my hair then walk downstairs. I decided to make myself a meal. Ericson usually comes home late but I'm determined to have this talk tonight. While I still have the courage to do so and the fire in me to get the words I want out. I cook myself a steak with a baked potato, some shrimp to put on top and fresh broccoli. I have always been gifted in the kitchen I used to love to cook for him. He used to rush home for dinner but that all changed when he started to act differently. At first I would still leave him food in the microwave but after a while I stopped doing that. To be honest we both stopped trying after a while.

I enjoyed cooking it was something that calmed me. I enjoyed some Red wine as I waited for my steak to finish I pulled out a laptop emailing a divorce lawyer that I knew. Letting her know I was in need of her services. When we finally talked on the phone I could tell she was scared to represent me. But I assured her that I don't want a messy divorce I just want it done as quickly as possible. Plus I did sign a prenup; it actually promised me a lot but I don't want any of the dry promises he can keep it all and shove them up his ass. Once I was done with my conversation and my food was finished cooking I took it out of the oven and made my plate as I began to eat. The Food was delicious and I ate it all I guess I was hungrier than I thought. I clean my dishes as I watch the news. I saw the lights pull up around 10:30 pm that's pretty early I guess she was tired I think.

I looked out the window to see the moon was full in the sky and the night sky looked so peaceful. It's a contrast to the storm that was raging inside of me. I quickly went to go sit down. So it wouldn't look like I was looking out the window like some lap dog that was waiting for her master to come through the door. When he walked in I looked towards him he was still as handsome as the day we met. Those beautiful grey eyes with hair done neatly. He wore a Prada suit with a simple black Rolex on his wrist. He puts his briefcase down looking at me "oh you're still awake" He says without an ounce of emotion in his voice. I wouldn't expect anything more from him, he stopped caring ages ago. I turned off the television "yeah, I was waiting for you." is all I say as I stand up. His eyes looked over my body "why are you dressed like that?" Is all he asks.

I smirk "it's a special occasion" is all I say in a reply he looks to me with confusion "what kind of occasion is that Emily" the way he said my name I could tell his Patience was running thin but mine was too. "I just thought my husband and I could spend some time together" I say sweetly without rolling my eyes or showing the disgust that was in my heart. "I'm not in the mood tonight babe I'm so tired" is all he says as he walks in taking off his jacket. I cast my eyes down but look back at him "we are married you should want to spend time with your wife, but then again maybe that little red head is too much for you!" My words stopped him dead in his tracks " what are you talking about?" He looks at me "what red he.." before he could finish I roll my eyes "cut your shit Ericson I saw you with her!" Is all I say as I walk towards him.

"Did the vows we took mean anything to you?" I question him angrily "have you always been so heartless and I have just been too blind to see it!" I say before he could answer "who is she?" I shoot out question after question before he could even answer the first. He steps to me "Enough!!" he yells. It was enough force to almost make me jump but I stood my ground Iam not weak..not anymore. He looks to me his eyes are cold "she makes me happy she was my assistant and we fell for each other, it's been going on for almost a year and I don't plan on breaking it off" each word he said cut like a knife it was a blow to my heart but he didn't stop there "and if you want to continue to live in this life of luxury you will suck it up and mind your own business." I cut my eyes " life of luxury! Ericson you are scum! and I want a divorce!" My words shocked him I guess he never thought I would ask for one he was the guy of my dreams but a dream can quickly turn into a nightmare and that's what this has become, a nightmare!

He recovers looking at me "I will make sure you leave here with nothing!!" I act like I'm so shocked "remember our wedding night how I said I would love you for life and I would never leave, how quickly love can run out and turn to hate. " I walk closer to him "I don't want anything you have to offer me give it all to your little whore!" I step back "I already have a lawyer I will have her Draw up some papers for your lawyer to look over so you can see that I don't want anything you have" my eyes were ice cold to show I meant every word. He snorts"you're telling me you have the financial means to take care of yourself? You haven't worked in three years Emily, you are nothing without me!" What he was saying was true but I'm very capable of taking care of myself "you must have forgotten Ericson, I'm a very capable woman and I have a degree with people still dying to work with me people who are not fearful of you!" I fired back which leaves him stunned I roll my eyes " regardless I'm tired Ericson I will sleep in the guest bedroom or you can go back to your friends house that's where you have been spending your time lately so don't let me stop you now" is all I say then I turn around and Storm off with my head held high as I mentally repeat don't let him see you cry, don't let him see you cry. Once I get to the guest bed room at the end of the hall I walk to the bathroom and finally break down the tears rolling down my rosey red cheeks.