48 ~ Aurora

"You're sketching again. That's good." He said, leaning over my shoulder.

"Yeah," I sighed. "How was your day?" I asked, shutting my sketchpad.

"Good. How was yours?"

"Great."

"I got you something." He said.

I stared at the gift bag he held, stretching it towards me.

"No thanks."

"No? You haven't even opened it yet."

"I don't want any presents from you."

"Aurora I know you're still upset over what you saw but I promise you it's not what you think."

"Yeah right." I said, looking away from him.

"Look at me." He softly held my chin and tried to turn it towards him. I did not budge. "I'm sorry, I truly am."

I shrugged off his apology, sure that he was going to do this again. It was only just a matter of time.

"Please say something."

"What would you like to have for dinner?"

"Aurora," He groaned out his frustration but I paid him no mind. I was just going to be that traditional wife he wanted and not question him about his infidelity anymore. I had cried enough and would not let myself ge