Alpha’s Way of Covering
By Roi Yves H. Villadiego
They told me to smile often so my insecurity won’t obviously show.
I don’t think that I have to smile anymore. My sleek and on-point hair shows how I sway off the situations that bother me. My pointy stilettos make fearful sounds that alarm the people who work under my company.
However, my gloves cannot hide the truth of how a wife fights for her wants. The blood stains were removed, but the residues lingered in my thoughts.
These thoughts were once real; but now, they are just evaporated plans for my husband’s naughty mistress to prove that murdering is winning.