Ursula:
Ever since we got back home, I couldn't stop crying. I didn't stop for even a single minute. So many times, it felt like I would stop breathing— like I might just break. And so many times, I just kept glaring at Niles in anger. But it didn't affect him at all. When we got home, he casually sat down on the sofa and started counting the money—completely unbothered.
"You are a bastard" I screamed after he ignored my cries for a while. He lifted his head from the cash in his hand and glared at me before he began to smile again.
"I am going to forgive you for now since you are the reason I have so much money in my hands," he laughed, waving the cash for me.
I couldn't believe he turned out to be this way. All this time we were together, granted, it wasn't that long, but still, those were some good months. Was he faking it? Was he faking being in love with me? Because how could he be so okay with men crawling into the bed and forcing themselves on me?
