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Clare.
A was sitting on the couch in the living room. Waiting for Eli to get home from his work. Ever sins he got the new job he seemed lass affectionate.
I'll try to ignore it. But I just can't help it and its killing me inside to think that Eli doesn't find me attractive anymore.
But it's hard for me to push away these feelings that are eating me from inside. I just can't seem to push them a side.
What if he had enough of me? Or he just doesn't feel like touching anymore. Or he fell out of love with me and found someone ells to share the rest of his live with. And then leave me all by myself in the dust. What if he…
What if he wanted to get a divorce? Because we were indeed to different, like I told him a long time ago.
What if I'm just being paranoid?
Tears started to collect in the corner of my eyes. They fell. Rolling slowly over my cheeks. I whipped them away as soon as I heard the front door close.
Great. Just when I wanted to be alone to cry to myself I get interrupted.
''Clare, I'm home'' I heard him scream.
I opened my mouth to answer. But my throat was too dry from all the crying and my lips were trembling. A little tear escaped from my eye.
I quickly whipped it away before Eli walked in.
He walked over to me and sat next to me on the couch. I looked away from him. Finding my hands really interesting. I felt his gaze on me.
Fighting the urge to look up.
''you cried'' Eli asked gently. Dam it. I looked up slowly surprised that he noticed without taking a second look at me.
That's what I loved the most about him. He knows me and gets me better then. Me.
Our eyes met and I was lost. Lost in an intense trance. His green orbs that pulled me further and further in until all I saw were emotions. Strong ones. All it took was one stare in his Georges green eyes. And I was lost.
I shook my head to get out of the intense trance. And looked back at my hands. He scooted closer to me on the couch.
''Clare?'' he asked concerned. Hurt on his face. He cared?
''I'm fine'' I told him softly. And whipped the tears away with the back of my hands.
''no. no you're not. Tell me what's wrong babe?'' he pleaded with me and took my hand in his.
''you don't waned me anymore'' I told him with hurt.