I started it all well until I met him. He appeared friendly, loving and all I could imagined.I thought I found him,but I was wrong. My joy,my stay and my smile was all I called him.
I was just 15 when I met Jude. He was all every woman would want for a husband,if I would say. He was tall, fair, handsome and cool. I thought. His biceps always drove me crazy. I always wanted him to be around me.
Jane, he called. I replied yes darling. He asked,do you know I have something to ask? I was like,how did he expected me to know. Am I some kind of gods? He held my waist and lowers his lips to my neck. He whispered, how much do...