As I lay on my bed I played around with the ring on my finger twiddling it back and forth as I reminisced my wedding day. I remembered how I had accepted his terms and from then on we proceeded to have a very pleasant marriage. It was a marriage I had prayed for, one where I didn't have to fear my husband. I remembered my mothers wish for me before she died which was for me to find happiness. I thought it had come true.
Before things used to be good. Dare I say I enjoyed my marriage with Keith before Diana showed up. Though were no romantic feelings between us but I thought it was ten times better than having an abusive husband. We were best friends working together to raise our son and I think we did a really good job.
