Diary of Abuse by a Loved One Chapter 7 Page 44

tolerate him being so close in my personal space and quickly got out of the car. Upon doing so I opened the small section of my bag and

handed him a small box. He looked at me confused. Inside were my wedding rings which I had taken off a long time before when we started to have marriage issues. I had stopped wearing them; in fact, they didn’t mean anything to me anymore. There was no love in my heart anymore; instead, there was an immense amount of pain choking me on in the inside again.

He looked at me with disdain. Broken, I guess. I closed the car doors and walked away into the hotel not looking back. Instead, I focused on moving forwards.

The next day he was outside my hotel waiting to take me to the airport. I allowed him to do so; what was