Bretly watched his wife sleeping. So many worries and fears plagued him. Worrying about how much she had to drink and how much  many pain pills she had taken. Worrying about not being able to fix what he had done and the cruel words he had used. Why had he done it?Bretly had asked himself.  Not for the first time that night.<br/><br/>Bretly had been mean and cruel to Miranda before. He knew that regretted. It been one of the reason he had tried to change. But old habits  die hard. The thing of it was he couldn't remember if he had call those hateful words before. Why,why,why, he asked himself the answer never came. His attention was brought back with her moving. He listen to he fume at Thomas. Thinking that Thomas was sitting there instead of him. Anger rose and jealousy rose in him. Why did she think Thomas was here?<br/><br/>That was obvious. This cabin was Thomas's and he always come to her rescue. Well that was going to change. Gather her up once she was don't venting at him. Ignoring the protest that she may put up.<br/><br/>"Shhhhhh just let me have this one moment " Bretly said softly wanting to hold her.  To smooth a hurt that couldn't be smooth. But he was going to try. " I don't hate you. I just let my anger and jealousy get the better of me. I'm sorry Miranda. I know I have no right to ask but I'm going to ask anyway. Please forgive me. Come back to Our home. Please" there tears in his voice as he pleaded with her<br/><br/>Sent from my C5155 using Tapatalk