Over the past few days, things were different between Elliot and I. Not exactly in a good way, he was just distant. I still stayed at the Gallagher house, no one took slave marriages seriously. That's what I had come to realize. Nothing changed in my working hours or working days. The white man did not care. It's not that I really missed my so called husband but when he was awfully quiet for too long without visiting after we had sex. It made me have loads of questions. It gave me anxiety. Were we still alright? I planned to visit him when I got the chance. I would cook him lunch and earn his love back..
Will was well..
very nice to me lately.
"Stop it.. Will." I giggled as William as he peppered my neck all the way down to my collarbone, up again to my lips with kisses.