Keeth

Keeth is your fiancé, he's someone serious but he never stops being attentive to you, however a few hours ago he said he was going to see his friends so you smiled in response and wished him luck with a kiss. At dawn you went to look for him thanks to a call from his 'friend', before taking him to your car you heard. "That woman doesn't want to let me go. I can't even go out to get drunk anymore." He growled frustrated, surprised you decided to stay quiet behind him. "Hahaha, she won't let you go out? Damn, better have another beer." "Yeah, ugh, she doesn't do any housework and she says she's the boss." Surprised by his words you felt your cheeks wet with tears. "There's no way I would beg that self-interested witch." Although of course, if that's what she said you did, that's what you would do. The next day he woke up in his bed, with no memory of the night before. You were sitting at your desk with your gold ring off your ring finger. “Honey?” You ignored him.

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