He Broke Me, Another Man Fixed Me
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ss Don of the Parks fa
't hesitate. He left me-his wife who had just been poisoned-pinned again
a Parks" died in
by Hamilton Nixon, a man who loved me in the sha
er man's son and that his mistress had been drugging him. Instea
e, and dragged me back to the
our marriage bed
stroking my hair as I struggled against the bond
sture. He thought he could erase the abuse wi
ed me. And he under
from the ashes not as his wif
ummit. He knelt before me on live television, holding a te
you back," he ann
destroyed me, then at Hamilt
lapels and kissed him
nto the microphone, watching his world sh
pte
na
n't even co
back, like a runaway dog be
ding a separation, demanding my freedom. I thought I ha
s na
y those who know the truth; it be
er of the Parks estate. The marble floor was just as cold
emanded, my voice
ble, his suit tailored to perfection, not a hair out of
k you can
ibrated through the floorboards. "You think
rembling despite my best efforts to hold it high. "You
ong strides, gripping my shoulders. His finge
d to do. For us.
hurt my throat. "There is no 'us'. There is you
, a crack i
ans to an end. You know the rules,
he barren vessel
. I need you here. I need you to be the lady of this house. If yo
elled his cologne-sandalwood and tobacco-a scent that used
to my hair. "I will mak
rigid in
we never had. I remembered the lies. But I also felt th
lock me in the tower. I ne
e word tasted like
. But I need spac
washing over his features. "Of course. Ta
he door. My phone buzzed against my thigh. I
are movin
avy, like a shackle. I opened the bottom drawer
on forced me to atten
his cuffs in the mirror. "We need to sh
g to every curve. It felt like a costume. It felt like armo
ensive perfume and the metallic tang of hidden violence.
I saw
n close to Candida. He wasn't touching her, not overtly. But the w
d to give me before th
he said, her hand brushing
bile rise i
epping away from her, and walked toward m
he nearby Capos to hear. "A token of
diamond necklace
"Ten million dollars. In you
ver. She hooked her arm through Jackson
package. You have nothing else, do you? No child. No real status.
mpagne, the perfume, t
and ran for the restroom. I barely made
e door banged open. Jackson st
hat?" he hissed. "Yo
he mirror reflected a woman I barely recognized-pale, hollow-eyed,
dly calm. "I saw the way you looked a
eir!" he shouted. "I have
to your twisted laws, she is your wife. And I am just the mistre
hat followed
be too hard on her, Jackson. She's just upset because she knows she'
flict warring in his eyes. But he didn't go
oment the last
I said. "For what you did to
g close, looming over me. "You
I summoned every ounce of
head in mock defeat. "I'll stay
ng his jacket. He thought he had
he said, an
faded. Then I looked at mysel
d gi
o
l died in th
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