I kept staring at the girl in the mirror.

Why is he so afraid that I might become pregnant? I mean we're getting married for crying out loud.

I heard commotion coming from the room. I walked out and seen Abraham cleaning up. My clothes were in his hands.

"Here put these on." He said throwing me my clothes.

He didn't even look up at me. I felt as though he slapped me.

It's as if though he closed up on me. He was acting like he did when we first met.

I walked into the restroom and changed. I took off his dress shirt and noticed there were lipstick marks all over it. Was I that aggressive? Even if I was aggressive it was one of the best nights of my existence. And I'm disappointed that he didn't quite think the same way.

I walked back out and he was on his phone. I threw him his shirt like he threw me my clothes.

I walked out of the room without a backward glance.

He wants to be rude well so could I.

I grabbed my phone from the kitchen counter from where I left it last night and called for an Uber.

He has no idea how much he hurt my by not wanting a baby and by being completely rude to me after I said yes to his proposal.

Was this his whole plan? To get me to say yes than be rude to me for the rest of our marriage.

We just got engaged yesterday and today he decides to be a complete asshole!

It makes perfect sense.

An Uber was three minutes away and I walked outside.

He pulled up and I heard Abraham call my name from the balcony.

I closed the door and told the Uber to punch it.

I can't even look at Abraham's face right now.

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The Uber dropped me off at Ann's and I quickly went upstairs to my room and locked the door. I know Abraham would go look for me and eventually find me but I wasn't in the mood to hear him or look at him.

I took off my dress and took a shower.

When I finished I threw on some sweats and a t-shirt. I just wanted to stay in bed for the rest of the day and night.

I noticed the sky had turned into a cloudy one. Just like my day so far.

It wasn't until I thought about everything that happened that morning that I began to cry a little.

He really knew which buttons to push to be a complete asshole. Like if he took a class, Asshole 101.

Eventually I fell asleep.

I woke up not feeling well whatsoever. I didn't know what it was but I didn't feel good.

I decided to put on some fluffy socks and a hoodie.

It was night time when I woke up.

I checked the time and it was 8:00.

My phone didn't have any notifications. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't surprised that there was nothing from Abraham.

Did he even come and look for me?

I opened my door and walked down the hallway towards Abraham's room. I opened the door and he wasn't in there.

I walked downstairs and noticed no one was home. Ann was even gone since her car was gone and her room door was closed as well.

I felt alone. I felt as if though I was at home once again in Pennsylvania.

I couldn't help but worry about Abraham. If he didn't come home then where the hell did he go?

I decided to call him but his phone went straight to voicemail.

What more could I do than wait.

I went to the kitchen and warmed up some leftovers.

Even after I ate he still wasn't home.

It was 10:00 o'clock and still nothing. I hate when we argue because both of us don't want to crack first. We are both stubborn in our own ways.

I sat in the living room and flicked through the channels on the television.

I must've watched two movies waiting for him.

It was a quarter to 2:00 and still he wasn't here. Ann didn't come home either.

I hate worrying and waiting. I needed to check if he was at the other house.

I grabbed his car keys and drove his other car to the house.

My mind was going round and round.

I finally arrived and all the lights were off and it seemed as if no one was there. His car wasn't here.

"Where are you Abraham?" I muttered to myself looking out the window.

All of the sudden a light turned on. He must've noticed I was here.

I took the key out and locked the car.

I walked towards the front door and noticed it was slightly opened. Weird.

I heard shuffling upstairs and wondered what he was doing.

I walked upstairs and heard giggling.

My heart fell out of my chest. Tears welled up in my eyes.

The door to the master bedroom was closed but I could hear what was going on.

I swung open the door and seen Abraham and Krystal together. They were kissing!

I stood there in shock.

He pushed her away before he saw me.

"Alicia." His eyes widened.

I turned around and walked back downstairs.

He was right behind me.

"Hey hey hey!" He said grabbing my arm.

Tears were falling on their own accord. I didn't have no expression or words to describe what I felt.

He just cheated on me.

"It isn't what it looked like." He said grabbing my face.

I moved my head out of his grasp and continued to walk down the stairs.

"Please listen to me!" He said.

I didn't know what to think.

He cheated on me in our future home.

He cheated on me the day after our engagement.

He cheated on me the day after we made love and a possible baby.

He cheated on me.

I twisted the ring off and grabbed his hand where I placed the ring in his palm.

"No! No! No!" He yelled when he realized what I just placed in his hand.

I opened the door and practically ran out towards the car.

I locked myself in and started to sob. He was pounding on the window but nothing could distract me from the shattering of my broken heart.

I'm done.