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him, but I was too hurt to by his actions to care. I wanted to be alone. I wanted him to leave me the fuck alone.

Sorry
    I awoke on the floor of the closet. My body was weak and I was tired, despite the fact I had just woken up. I stood up and headed out. I needed water and a good shower. I opened the door and there next to it was Daimon. He was sleeping on the ground with his back to the wall. I ignored him and headed to the bathroom.
    “Addie?” I heard Daimon say faintly. “I’m sorry about yesterday. I really am. I shouldn’t have done that, especially here,” he said, sounding defeated.
    “Yeah, well,” I said bitterly as I shrugged, I just didn’t want to talk to him right then.
    “Addie?” he muttered.
    “What?” I said exasperated.
    “Are you okay?” he asked quietly.
    “I’m fine actually and I should be thanking you to be honest,” I smiled, my insides burning with anger.
    “Why?” he breathed as he narrowed his eyes.
    “Because I finally understand where I stand in all this. The lines are no longer blurred. So thank you, Daimon, thank you for being you,” I smiled widely, but inwardly, I was miserable. It was torturous just to think about how stupid I was: wanting something that wasn’t ever mine. Did I like Daimon more than I thought?
    “Addie, don’t fucking say such stupid shit,” he bit out.
    “Well, let’s see, it’s day three of our blissful marriage; the first day you walked out on me and the second day you got a non-blow job. I’m thinking we are hitting world records here.” I acted coy, trying to get to the bathroom, but Daimon was hovering over me, preventing me from leaving the room.
    “Look, I have to go to work, but I’ll be home just like we discussed,” Daimon said.
    “Whatever,” I said over my shoulder as I finally made it to the bathroom.
    “Addie, I’ll make it up to you,” he said softly in his low voice, making my heartstrings wince.
    “Don’t bother,” I said grimly and slammed the bathroom door.
    ***
    I spent the day looking over my clothes that were now in Daimon’s closet. He had his personal assistant buy me every piece of article of clothing I would ever need. Fucking ridiculous, but then again, so was this stupid farce of a marriage. Once I found some yoga pants and a t-shirt, I dressed and lounged around. I still hadn’t really eaten, unless you call having half a banana food. My stomach was too upset for me to bother with anything. I called my father to see how he was doing. He told me Sofia had already headed back to school.
    “Why aren’t you on your honeymoon?” my father asked.
    “Well, Daimon is working on an important deal right now, but once it’s done, we’ll be flying down to wherever he takes me.” I realized I was becoming good at lying to my father.
    “Okay then, I’ll let you go. The game is on,” my father said, referring to his football.
    “Okay, Dad,” I hung up and curled up on the couch.
    Drako was at my feet nudging his head at me. “I better figure out what to do with myself, ‘cause staying here is going to render me certifiably insane,” I said to Drako, as I picked him up and petted him.
    “You seem comfortable,” Daimon’s voice startled me.
    “Yeah, sorry,” I said under my breath.
    “Why are you sorry?” he asked.
    “I didn’t do anything today,” I admitted, not bothering to look at him. Something broke inside me yesterday and I was left feeling even more like a shell of a person than I already was.
    “Well I’m glad, you didn’t do a thing. You already bankrupted your restaurant. I don’t need you to fuck up anything else,” he chuckled.
    “You’re right, I guess,” I said quietly.
    “O…kay… did you eat?” he asked.
    “Yeah, I ate,” I said as I rose up from the couch and headed upstairs.
    “Where the hell are you going?” he demanded.
    “I’m tired,” I said, genuinely exhausted.
    “What? Becoming my wife and selling yourself is too tiring?” he jabbed.
    “I