Capítulo 1: Blueberry Pie
Getting everything you've wanted since a young age, a handsome and successful husband, good in-laws, a perfect home... Who wouldn't want that?...
<Pearl pov>
I stood outside my husband's study, listening to the two inside...
"David, aren't you worried that she'll find out?" the woman asked.
"She is just my wife in name, there is no need to be worried about her finding out." he answered.
Wife in name... He's right... I have no type of power over him... But... It still hurts...
I headed back to my room, took a shower, dried my hair, and went to sleep.
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I'm in the kitchen now, baking my favorite blueberry pie. [I bet he'll love it!] I thought.
Taking it out of the oven, I took in its delicious aroma. [I'm sure he's gonna love it.]
Slicing it, I heard the door of the kitchen open and close, and then the sound of a chair screeching as David pulled it back and sat down.
"Mrs. Gray, please get me my breakfast." He said, no emotion present on his face.
"Yes sir." responded the head maid.
I put a slice on a plate and went to put it on the table.
"What is that?" David said as I put it down on the table in front of him.
"Blueberry pie, I made it for you." I said smiling at him.
"Take it away, I'm allergic to blueberries." He said, his voice cold.
"Oh." came my audible disappointment. I put the plate on the counter next to the rest of the pie.
"Mrs. Gray, please hurry and get me my breakfast, I have a meeting in an hour." He ordered the head maid.
"Here you are, sir." She said as she put a bowl in front of David.
The bowl had porridge in it, which looked like slop and probably tasted nasty.
I took the pie back and sat at the table with David.
"Didn't I tell you I don't want it?" he said, looking at me coldly.
"I'm allowed to eat it myself, aren't I?" I said in an intimidating tone I knew sounded stupid.
"Go on then..." He said and started eating his porridge.
After eating, he left for work.
He doesn't care about me, huh?...
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