Our Vows Don't Mean A Thing

“Are you drunk?” he sounded amused.
I sat at the table without saying a word. A normal, considerate person would apologize for being late, but not Brad.
“You should slow down.” He eyed me seriously and I grew angry.
“Now you’re telling me how much I should drink? Next thing you’ll tell me I can’t leave the house without your permission!” I retorted.
“Don’t tempt me.” He responded his jaw tight.
I laughed humorously, the effect of the alcohol making me braver in my speech.
“What about children Brad? Will you deny me that too?” I asked, my eyes squinting to look at him.
“We are not having children, Angela.” His voice hard and decisive.
“Why not? You don’t want to give me a divorce and now I can’t have children? Why are you torturing me?” I demanded.
“I am not going to sleep with you, Angela.” He remarked and I burned. The humiliation from Rose’s words filling me. I know my husband didn’t want me and hell I didn’t want him either! But the way he said it bruised my self-esteem.
“I am not asking that. If I have a child it won’t be ours.” I stated.
He rose his eyebrows at me. “Then who do you suppose would be its father?” he snapped.
“An anonymous donor? ” I was pleading. I could hear it in my voice.
“Absolutely not. I am not allowing you to breed a child with some unknown man’s DNA." He sounded very cold.


Angela is trapped in a loveless marriage with her husband Brad. All she wants is a way out, a chance to live her life in a way that pleases herself and not the heartless man who constantly cheats on her. But she is trapped and for a couple of months, things have been quiet and uneventful until she decides to oppose him with the idea of a divorce. Will he give one to her? Knowing that they both hate the living crap out of each other? Or will he continue to assert his control? Read to find out!

Sequel: Our Vows Were Meant to be Broken is available on AnyStories!