My mind was racing like fanatic.
A hundred thousand questions began screaming like crazy and the answers,only he knew.
"Was it my fault?",I asked myself. But i looked in the mirror and realized what had I become in order to keep this marriage going. And now everything was falling on this devastating scene.
Our two year marriage was going fantastic. It was okay we couldn't go for a honeymoon. It was okay we were not having kids this early. It was okay if her mother would occasionally pour heart out on me. I bore everything in a good stride. And then I expected to be loved and treasured. That's where i made mistake:expectations.
It all began that morning. He would never share his phone with me. I couldn't force,so I let it be. I happened to find it once when he was in the washroom. The password security prevented me but i managed with my third random attempt. That's fate.
There was only one chat.
Her's.