Chapter 38. Forbidden Desires

“Blood and tears are the same. Both are the body’s way of crying for help.” 

Jeremy Jenkins

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Chris Kingston

I don’t know how to stop the tears, they just keep flowing and flowing. My head is laid against the steering wheel as I weep. Small whimpers escape my lips, and my chest feels tight.

I have had so much rage and anger in my heart since I found out about Violet, my wife. I don’t know how to deal with it. I have not talked to anyone about her since she visited me that night.

It has been a while since I saw my best friend, Eric, and Linda was here with her family. I was alone.

Now that I am finally talking about her, it feels like torture but also like a heavy burden is being lifted off my shoulders. My heart still bleeds, but just a little less now.

“I am so sorry, Chris,” I hear Linda’s soft voice as she touches my hair gently. Her touch feels comforting.

“No, I’m sorry,” I say as I raise my head from the steering whe