A/N This is my very first fanfiction, so please review I would like to here some feedback. This story is in the style of V.C. Andrews therefore I did make this story and I do own the characters.
Everyone thought my life was perfect; I had the perfect husband with the perfect picket white fence life. All though not was perfect in paradise.
I came home from work one night to find Corey sitting in the kitchen with a scrap of paper in front of him.
"Hi honey," I said, "how was your day?"
"How was my day, HOW WAS MY DAY!" he said sounding very angry, "I go to do a load of laundry to and I find this 'Call me babe' with some guy's number in your pocket"
"Baby that's from some drunk that gave me instead of a tip" I explained.
He seemed to get more upset. He started towards to me looking furious. He struck me across the face.
"You lying whore"
I cried out in pain.
"If I ever find out you cheated on me it'll be a lot worse." He said leaving the house.
I just sat there crying until I fell asleep. Corey never came home that night which in my mind was a blessing. I got up the next day and got ready for work before he even got back. I decided to leave early and go see a friend before work. So I tried to cover the bruise on my face as best as I could and left.