Revenge in stilettos

my second mommy? She make

I force a smile, smooth and steady, the kind I've perfected ov

clinking of forks and soft chews. Mark barely looks at me; his eyes flick between his plate and his phone, hi

looking up, voice clipped

n't meet my eyes. He has

"But you always look so sad? Aun

g my smile fixed, "I'm n

y and not play. Aunt Lila says that I'm a ch

list of things to say to Ca

lancing at me for a brief moment.

s never

leb adores, the one Mark prefers, the woman w

g Caleb only happens when L

ng. I used to cook meals that lit up this table, that fill

of the table. Seven years of marriage. Seven years of love, sacri

s to his office without a

ling with Aunt Lila s

My eyes fall on the divorce papers resting where Mar

The weight of those sheets crushes me. I want to scream, to c

an I used to be

ull of promises. Mark smiling at me like I was

e worth it. And why wouldn't it? They were my favorite people on Earth. One swo

ams lie shatte

rs. The house feels hollow, echoing

ticks, slo

the city lights, blurred

'm still here. Fo

re deep inside, a fl

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