A big Bedroom with a Big bed, A chandelier, four sky high windows, and a huge dressing table... seems fancy right? wrong... because this room has become a nightmare for me. When I married Raymond, he promised he'll love me and no other woman, but I guess it was just a told promise, you know the one promise you say but don't own up to it. I sit down on the sofa near the windows and look out, the sky is clear, sun shining bright and the fresh garden air coming in through the big open glass doors. I think to myself (what was I thinking when I said my vows? did Raymond even love me at the time we were exchanging our vows? does he still have the ring on his finger or is it replaced with another's.) my thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on my door.
"who is it?" I asked. These were my so called "private chambers" where only certainly people i want can come in.
"Aurora, are you in there little one?" asked Mrs. Q knocking once again.
" Yes. I'm coming" I wipe my tears and make myself look presentable, then i rush to to open the door.
"were you crying again my dear?" Mrs. Q questioned as she saw my tear stained face. She held me in her arms, trying to comfort me. I looked back at her, and finally broke down in tears, she wrapped me in her arms tightly.
"I want to go home Mrs. Q, I can't bare the loneliness of my marriage, I hardly or barely remember Raymond's face" I sob into her shoulder.
"I see that, and that's why I'm here to free you my dearest child" She gives a backpack full of snack and drinks.
I look at her shocked...
"who is it?" I asked. These were my so called "private chambers" where only certainly people i want can come in.
"Aurora, are you in there little one?" asked Mrs. Q knocking once again.
" Yes. I'm coming" I wipe my tears and make myself look presentable, then i rush to to open the door.
"were you crying again my dear?" Mrs. Q questioned as she saw my tear stained face. She held me in her arms, trying to comfort me. I looked back at her, and finally broke down in tears, she wrapped me in her arms tightly.
"I want to go home Mrs. Q, I can't bare the loneliness of my marriage, I hardly or barely remember Raymond's face" I sob into her shoulder.
"I see that, and that's why I'm here to free you my dearest child" She gives a backpack full of snack and drinks.
I look at her shocked...