Tarek (Lakeshore #2)

Chapter Thirteen

Ilyana

T he back of my husband’s head has become my constant companion. When he sleeps in bed, all I see is the back of his head or when he walks down our driveway leaving his family behind. When he ruts on top of me, he bends his head into my neck. With each painful thrust I know that it’s not me that he is thinking of. His mind is somewhere else with someone else.

Even when I call his name to fake a moan, he shuts his eyes away from me, it’s like he’s locking me out and pushing me away. I am trying my best to make him happy, to keep him satisfied. I thought that he would love me after I gave birth to his son. That’s what my mama told me to do. To have a child and he will see your worth. I can still see Mama rocking on the swing on the patio smoking her cigarillo.