Vindictive
AN: It has been requested that I post the works I have up over on Ao3 over here too. The ones I have refrained from posting over here are mostly extramarital affairs related… Though there's a reason I had decided against putting them up on this site, I do want to provide the readers who may end up enjoying the story with access.
I'll most likely be turning off notifications for the time being because though I encourage criticism, sometimes comments can be cruel.
I encourage you to give these a chance… Each of the stories can be interpreted differently, but if you'd like to chat about context/background PM me!
His hand strains against her grip. His jaw is clenched too, aching from the fake smile he's had plastered across his face since the morning.
He leans into her ear and— "You're shaky," he comments.
She turns to him with a smile. "I just came three times."
He snickers.
She turns back, waving to the group of cheering people on their right.
"Every camera in the country is on us right now," he says through his smile. It's not like she needed the reminder. These past four years she had… they had, he and she had grown used to putting up the pretty picture of a happy couple for the press— With just his luck, the numbers had gone her way in November, meaning their charade would continue for the next four.
"Jealous?" She whispers.
He laughs, and this time it's real. "Not even the slightest bit."
He looks back over his shoulder, stealing a glance at their children who walk about six or so paces behind. He looks further, and for a brief moment, he locks eyes with Blake, who had taken the spot behind Alison.
He turns back.
He tries to drop her hand for the second time, but her grip tightens.
"Counting down the days, Henry?" she whispers.
"One thousand four hundred and sixty before I never have to look at your face again." He smiles.
She hums.
He steals another glance behind them. "He won't stick around either you know," he says.
She turns, and this time there's a frown playing on her lips.
"You're easy, and that's all he cares about."
He can see it in her eyes that he'd hit a nerve.
And she drops his hand.