HAPPY READING
Kahdeem Emmerson POV
-December 23rd-
I sit at the foot of the bed, facing the door, knee bouncing and hoping to not miss his return.
Today we were supposed to be shopping and making the final arrangements for Christmas with our family. Everything was supposed to be just fine and I wasn't supposed to be sitting here an exhausted mess hoping he would come home.
The minutes turned into hours, then day breaks and he didn't return home. He was so annoyed with me and I'm not used to it. The frantic look on his face is what worries me the most and I'm increasingly annoyed with myself. It wasn't my intention to make him feel that way or any way for that matter.
How could he not believe I love him, I do love him with everything in me. He means everything to me, why can't he
