"Bitch," spat Jarod as strutted and paced like a peacock from one side of the lounge to the other, ranting incoherently. His eyes were large but full of emptiness, as if his soul had been stolen.

Then suddenly he stopped pacing, "Woman, you are to be my wife. You are my future, never mind the dalliance with Theodora."

Then he walked up to me, a sneering smile filling his face.

"Woman, I'm a man I have needs, she handed it on a plate, it's not like I am sleeping around. Technically I'm still just married to her. Get over it!"

Jarod returned to pacing the room, until stood in front of me. His eyes were pitch black and his cheeks pinched, as his body shook.

By now, I had slid over on the floor until I had reached the far flat wall of the lounge and raised myself up until standing. Although not as tall as Jarod, the anger of a hundred women was contained within me at that moment. The fury inside me gave me the strength to plough forward and look at him square in the eyes.

"You think, I would let you or that woman get anywhere near me ever again, or our child" I screamed at him, "You must be flipping off your rocker!"

Like an animal that had been set free, I charged towards Jarod. All the disappointments welled up together with such pain. I sobbed, with the hurt he had caused me and broke down the last remaining wall of my illusion of love. My body was taut with anger, I shook with so much intensity that I thought that I would kill him with little difficulty.

As I stepped forward, Jarod backed in trepidation.

"Now just wait a minute Athina," Jarod stuttered.

"You lying filthy bastard. I'm not waiting for anything," I retaliated, as I advanced towards him and he backed away. His uneasiness fueled me.

From somewhere, I don't know where, I went at him with an unknown strength I never knew I possessed. Fists flying, I pummelled him relentlessly. There was no stopping me.

Edit 3 -PAL

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