Page 37 of Dear Glory

“Well, you and I discussed what our roles are and all, but we never discussed an end date…” I tell him and his entire body goes stiff.

“END?” he curls his lip, and his voice is dipped in venom. “You think this is going to end?”

“N-no… well, actually yes!” I stutter, but answer honestly. “I mean… you’re still married to the mother of your children and I?—”

“The mother of me…” he balks offended. “DU I LOOK LIKE I GIVE A FECK ABOUT THAT BITCH?!” He slams his fist onto the table, startling me.

“S-Sir, I…”

“DO YOU T’INK I’VE BEEN JUS’ FECKIN’ AROUND HERE WIT’ YU?!” he seethes but his anger is misguided, and I don’t see why he’s so pissed at me when I’m only seeking the truth.

“Why are you getting angry with me when I just want to know? If you didn’t want this kind of misunderstanding, then why in the hell were you on the phone whispering sweet nothings to her and saying missed your wife?!” I shake my head and his eyes blaze in realization.

“Sweet feckin’ nothin’s, me arse was talkin’ tu me children,” he growls, voice laced with a warning.

“Sure you were.” I stand from his lap, not believing him. I know I should since he’s given me every reason to trust him, but… the thought of telling me he’ll be going back to his wife because he wants to work it out for the children is a very real possibility… and I’d be a fool to stay and wait for it.

“Princess…”

“No, don’t Princess me right now, Axil. I can’t take it…”My heart is in shambles.

“Jus’ tell me wat else I have tu do tu make yu believe me an’ I’ll du it. I’ll du wat ever it takes tu make you happy. Yer mine.”

The burning desire I have for him makes not one lick of sense. In truth, I feel insane… like I need to be committed. Honestly, if my dad found out about this, Iwouldbe committed, but he’s not here… it’s just me and Sir, and I need to set the record straight before I get hurt playing these foolish games.

“Sir,” I shake my head, holding back tears. “I can never be yours. Not when you belong to another.” Anger engulfs his entire being, scaring me as he looks like the devil reincarnate.

“GLORY, I—” But I don’t stand there and wait for him to blow up. Instead, I make my way out of the room even as he bellows my name at the top of his lungs.

Chapter 12

Glory’s Honor

GLORY

It feels surreal that just a couple of days ago, I was boasting about how good my life was and now it’s a stark contrast… I walk along the pier, feeding the pigeons alone. Kind of… of course Fabian and Lawrence are behind me, but they seem to be just as affected by the downed atmosphere in the house. That’s why I had to get out and away.I never knew I could feel so alone in the presence of someone I care about.

Even sewing wasn’t going to fix this. I need some time for myself to think and assess this situation appropriately.

I want to set my insecurities to the side and not be in the presence of Sir who can sway me with a pouty look or salacious command. I don’t need Glory or Princess right now. I needTheGlorinda Cross, General Cross’ daughter, who was taught discernment and is smart enough to apply it.

Okay first… I know I put myself in these situations. I knew Axil was married from the beginning, I also knew he had children so I cannot be upset if I wind up with my heart broken… but I never really expected him to get back with his wife considering how volatile every article made their relationship out to be and based on the things he said to me.

He said he’s not going to get back with his wife, but I think my insecurities of not being able to bear children and my trauma of always being dumped because of it is making me think otherwise. It’s making me believe that I’m not worthy of being with him… and thus, I see that this all boils down to me, and not him.

Not once has Sir made me feel unworthy… that was me. In the tub, I told him to lay his intentions out to me, and he did, but I’m constantly questioning him. And it’s not based on his own actions, but my inadequacies, that I feel like I need to save myself before I drown.

I sigh, making my way to the car and get in without saying a word.

“Ms. Glory, where too?”

“Take me to the house… please,” I tell them and they nod driving. I watch the scenery go by, wishing I had Axil here to enjoy it with me.

It’s funny how I came here to find myself and I ended up finding more than I was bargaining for. Axil causes me to push my limits and boundaries and I don’t hate it at all.

When we make it to the house… I’m stunned to see Sir standing there pacing.

“Glorious what took you so long?!” he marches up to me with crazed eyes.

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