Dinner ready. Dishes done. Kitchen cleaned.

She sighed as she looked out of the window. He did promise to be home before the dinner gets cold today. From the past experiences, she knew not to hold her breath when it came to her husband’s promises.

But he insisted stubbornly in the morning not to make dinner all by herself, that they will do the cooking together, like the early years. Despite the broken promises she wanted to believe him this time. Because believing that life is beautiful after all was the only thing that kept the hope alive in their relationship. She knew the absurdity of it all but what was her option? To leave him and throw away the life they built together and for what?

Life was a double-edged sword for her. Putting up with his lies and hoping that someday life is going to be beautiful, was easier for her to live with than facing the judgements that will pour upon her if she leaves him. At least he cares enough to lie to her. Her hope was in the love that was buried deep inside him which made him lie to her. She waited for him, for his love, as a tear drop trickled down her eyes. Someday life is going to be beautiful, she hoped earnestly!

Written for NoMo at Yeah Write and NaBloPoMo at Blogher.
Day -14