NOT YOURS TO LOSE, EX-HUSBAND

nne'

. The back has a low plunge, reaching my waist. Reese used to love it in the first year of our marriage.

n the stairs. I stop and frown. My chest pinches, the ache r

ast time you were home?" It is a high-pitched tone,

ed that I left home in the first place, that I knew I h

ght

of the stairs. Her perfectly manicured nails are splayed on his

a St.

in our m

door close when I got out of the room. "Hi, Roxanne. How are you doing today?

t dipped

ank

is forearm, pinching him slightly. "I don't know. Maybe it is what you like, and if that is the case

o face him. "Are you

unge with his mouth. First

as claws. "Too low for a mar

unge feels like a noose, wrapped tightly around

oxanne. Don't g

ht that my wedding band imp

like he is the victim here. "I think I see what Camilla is saying. Everyone can see the plunge e

vows must have come with fine print that states "

My words die as my

" He snaps suddenly, cracking the

e sentence. My chest aches. Can love really v

ome stray she found on the street. Like I'm the outsider here. "She is yo

ipping from his tone. "You should be grateful instead that she is my best friend because she

ve zero friends, except for those who still force their wa

ed around him since we got married, and now, I don't even know wh

there i

have to tell her that, Reese," she says, hiding her face in the cro

d maybe you need it with how pal

movie I am yet to come to terms with. Reese nudges his he

ecent," he orders. We will be

rp pain lur

Camilla still clinging to his sid

ike I am disturbing him, like he would r

in the room. Since the moment Camilla arrived in Los Ange

t indoors, cooking a meal that I won't eat because Cami

that the same thing

ese hates it when I yell. "I thought you said it was going to be

to share candy. "You know Camilla has no friends here in Los Angeles.

ou tol

ile. "I totally understand you, Roxanne. You and Reese deserve your alone time, a

anding just for tonight. You know she's ill, Roxanne. If you can't set aside your sel

've told you not to use her

he turn

y. "The fact that you don't have a chil

le. "...doesn't mean you are barren. I'll be i

well live here!" I mutter, meaning every word. For the first ti

that I think about it, that doesn