PAST MISTAKE

Phoebe was still for a moment and ended her comments with more of an assertion that brought a lingering feeling of incompleteness.

Seth breathed in sharply his anger to the brim and ready to burst at any moment. He looked at her and observed the lady sitting in front of him with her hands well arranged on her lap while having a war inside her.

“You can’t do this anymore?” Seth’s tone was biting as if he was amused by my weakness. “What specific thing is it that you can’t Phoebe? Living in a comfortable environment having anything that you desire at your fingertips?”

Phoebe was surprised at the way he said those words, but she ensured that she kept a stiff upper lip. “That’s not what I said, Seth. I’m talking of this fake joviality where one rubs on the other only for everything to be a facade of all is well when it is not. You are not the man I married anymore. You changed”

“Changed?” Seth laughed bitterly. ‘You really believe I’ve turned into a different person? Oh, you don’