Little secrets

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John decided it was the correct time to confront his wife. He stepped into the bedroom to see Angela puffing up the pillow her head was laying on. He sighed and sat on the end of the bed so his back was facing Angela.

''Angela, i know about the pills''

''Hmm...? What pills?'' Angela was still concentrating on getting the pillow perfect.

''Don't act stupid, you know what I'm on about''

Angela dropped the pillow and flexed her fingers slightly.

''John...''

''You should have told me Angela, i could of helped you. Why did you not take the anti-depressants?''

''Because i wanted to cope on my own John, i felt insecure and felt the pills were putting a lot of pressure on me''

''Well why did you choose sleeping pills?'' John said, turning around so he was facing Angela.

She didn't look at him, just stared at her nails.

''Because i was getting restless nights...Lily...it was all driving me mad and worries were spinning around my head. I needed sleep John and i felt they were the only things that could help me. I'm so sorry i kept you in the dark''

''I'm just disappointed that you didn't consult me or talk to me about it. Angela, take the anti-depressants pills. Please. for mine and Angela's benefit''

''Ok'' She nodded and tears formed in her eyes. She was always unable to contain them since she gave birth to Lily.

He walked over to her side and cuddled her. It's what she needed, comfort and security in her own husband. Without him, she wouldn't survive. She needed him and even though they had had their arguments, surely nothing could break them up. Angela was determined to get back on to track even if it meant showing her love to Lily. When their embrace ended, she got up from the bed and wiped her tears away with her sleeve of her pajama's.

''By the way John, I thought I was at Erin's?''

''You were. I took you home'' John replied, making his way to fix something for his and Angela's breakfast.

''Oh...and I thought I was going mad''.