Ninety Days To Break Your Heart

ng windows. The city outside was a

r opened. Wil

off his shoes, his movements loose, uncoordinated. He saw Mia sitti

rred slightly, walking to t

his," M

e folder, then at her. He smirked. "What now? A r

ked up the folder,

smirk vanished. His face went slack

er, his eyes dark and dan

ugh her knees were shaking. "No alimony. No fight

he surface and fell to the floor. "You think you can play hard t

wered over her, sucking

money," Mia said qu

s fingers digging into her flesh. "You trapped me! You used those kids to

because you are un

the room se

yes went bl

l of alcohol was overpowering. "I'

kiss. It was an assault. A punishment. His teet

ing against his che

ght pinning her down. The lamp on the side table cra

tearing at the collar of her blouse. Buttons popped, s

fr

ce water. He wasn't making love to her. He was mar

the utter lack of resistance. He saw her eyes-wide, vacant,

rage that had been driving him su

n lashing against the glass. She went somewhere else. Somewhere far away where she couldn't feel his