Revenge of Athanasia Del Russo

We went down to the salon and left the handbag we bought, along with the jewelry, on the side. But when clothes, shoes, and bags are delivered to the house

“Ma’am Athanasia, welcome back!” I nodded and spoke to the stylist.

“I want a full body massage for her, a pedicure, and a manicure as well.” Please fix her hair. “Put hair extensions when needed, okay?” I stopped talking and my phone rang, and the caller was Brother Mage.

“Thana, please just please let my secretary come back; I need her.” He sounded problematic, but he needed to endure it for a day. For her sexual life

“I’ll send my secretary, brother; Yuki will come in tomorrow.” “Don’t complain, you’ll be happy with what I did,” when I’m proud of him and I feel like he’s doing a facepalm right now.

“I hired Yuki to be my secretary, not your shopping buddy.” I pouted and looked at Yuki. Lying there and massaging

“Just now, tomorrow I’ll finish what you’re asking me to do.” I was interrupted when the text that had just been delivered appeared. My heart went tight as if heaven and earth were crashing down on me.

“I want to call off our engagement, Thana. I will take care of everything. Thank you for everything.” I dropped the call of Kuya Mage and then called Leto.

My hands are shaking badly; I almost throw my phone when it’s unattended. Tangina what? Call off the engagement; what the heck is he thinking? The marriage is already settled. We’ll be married in a few months, and then he’ll leave me in a text!

“I will kill you, Leto!” I pay before I leave. I’m stuck on the steering wheel of my car, and I don’t know where I’m going. I don’t have a best friend to cry to when I’m broken or hurt; I used to be alone all the time.

I stopped in front of the bar. I need to calm down and stop the negative thoughts. But the difficulty is that everything is like a puzzle. Those ugly creatures, a woman’s voice, and all of the sudden decisions from him That’s stupid. He is the one who decided for us, so what am I doing? Just make it better.

I stopped and parked; the bar had just opened. There is only one bar here for us that opens early. A friend of mine owns this place. It is said that they met her husband here, so they bought it.

I hope everyone has a husband who is loyal and who is watered every day because I am drier than the desert. I’m dry, damn it.

“I want vodka,” I said, and I sat on the high stool. Edward is laughing next to me; he’s a friend of mine. We are all mutual colleagues; we all live the same life.

“Athanasia, you look bad right now.” I immediately swallowed the vodka and shut my mouth.

“Yes, I am, and I am not in the mood to act nice,” said a very well-mannered woman. “Don’t know, I’m not in the mood to talk to each other,” they broke up, and I took down the sunglasses that I had been wearing.

“You know that Elisha is happy now. His wife is the emperor of Tunazia. “My eyebrows raised. This is another fool.” He cheated on his wife, and when he cheated on her, he was furious. Thanks to Leto, I’ve never been crazy, even though he always teases me.

“It’s your fault too, then you know.”

“All of our colleagues know that Leto is cheating on you. “You are the only one who is blindly blind.” I felt my breath become heavy; I felt like I would cry anytime. I stood up and ran out of the bar while my tears fell little by little.

My chest was tight, and I slowly closed my eyes when I got into my car. Of course, the pain is that the things I don’t want to hear come from other people. Why are they like that?

I drive and buy some alcohol; I prefer to be alone; I don’t care about other people’s opinions; I’m only with myself and no one else. I don’t have to act like a perfect Athanasia. It’s tiring to be happy in front of other people; maybe it’s time for me to be alone and put myself first.

I parked and took what I needed, and when I came out, a nice breeze greeted me. As if the wind were touching me, I sat at my favorite spot where I could see all

I’m looking at the movements of trees; I’m watching from above, feeling the bitterness while I have a cigarette stuck in my right hand. I smoke when everything is fucked up.

“It’s a mess,” I whisper and smile; I don’t know how many tears I’ve shed after crying just now. Xyan has taken good care of me lately; he comforts my ass and makes me feel like I’m safe.

I didn’t think that he would hear me kicking things just now, but he changed his mind. He’s a fine and decent man. Lessiah is overly protective. Then here it is now—news from other people, especially. When you look at it

“Nothing’s going to hurt you, baby,” I smirk and remember the line he said to me when I am celebrating the 3rd anniversary with Leto.

“Nothing’s going to hurt me except you, Leto.” I close my eyes and cry without a sound. I’m afraid that someone might hear me. I gave my best, yet I am not enough for him.

The time for us to be together is gone, and he promises that he will love me and do his best to be enough for me, even if he doesn’t do anything. He’s more than enough for me, but that’s wrong. He was the one looking for someone else while I was here, tied up and unable to accept the news I was hearing.

I won’t believe it until I see it with my own two eyes, but why is it that even though many people say I am still this stupid for him? It’s like I allow myself to be foolish and left out, so I turn a blind eye to everything.

Mom and Dad will get mad if they know this. I am responsible for my stupidity.