SCORNED EX WIFE : Queen Of Ashes
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of trying to be the perfect wife, and this wa
ve signed them this morning, probably right after I'd left that stupid handmade card on
untouched. Three years of marriage summed up in a handmade gesture he couldn't eve
how you notice small things w
d out the divorce papers like contracts at one of his meetings, sticky ta
king. "You're doing this t
f disappointment I'd heard so many times be
ts, princess cut, picked out by his mother. "Not your style, dear, but it's what a Rodriguez wife s
e someon
fan straightened his tie, Italian silk, the
took to erase three year
w l
't meet my eyes. "She c
dinners. The way he'd stopped kissing me goodbye in the mornings. "Were
want to
rsh, unfamiliar. "That
Dark liquid spread across the pristine tiles, staining the grout I'd scru
" Stefan reached fo
cked. "Just... don't
oto slipped from between the divorce pape
rld st
fectly poised expression that had haunt
tasted like poison. "Yo
lence said
g dress. Rose giving toasts at our engagement party. Rose calling every
ents' golden child. The o
ace. "She's been here the whole time, waiting. Playing the supp
is hair, that gesture I used to find endearing. "We t
at your head." My fingers tightened around the broken
"Four years. Until she got
tefan. The same time Rose had suddenly become
spered. "All of it. And
eing dramatic. Ros
ts I was too unstable for college?" The broken mug cut into my palm, but I barely felt it. "She's be
ce papers. Stefan reached fo
around my palm. "Where is she now? Waiting to comfor
re, but I thought it
hysteria. "Yes, you've both been so concerned
e'd given me on our first anniversary
e should talk abo
rfectly steady. Let them see I wasn'
s, Rose's photo. "Done pretending. Done being the good si
are you
rom everyone who thinks Camille Lewis
face lit up the screen. Right
e, Stefan called out, "You can't just leave. We need
me. "The house, the cars, the life you built on lies. I
le, pl
in my expression made him step back. "Give
r w
truth. About her, about you,
ing bloody fingerprints on the door handle. Let th
t. Three years of swallowing pain and making ex
Then my mother. Then Stefan.
to the life I tho
ection. Tears streaked my makeup, blood stained my d
polished, proper wife St