Too Late, Husband

tly this time, "How's

s Caleb's face. Guilt? Fe

e muttered. "Stop worrying about

uldn't even say the c

t ask anyt

lence. Cold, sterile silence.

ed questions, ignored phone calls, a hus

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egs curled beneath her, lost in thought. T

up the stairs. "Miss So

flin

nd," the woman

Then she stood, smoothed her sh

m, smiling sweetly like n

he said, all sunsh

l who drugged me and shoved me into Caleb's bed. So

blink. "Stil

telling t

be sorry. "Alright then. Want to hear a

but something in h

"Ever wonder why Cale

jaw c

was the one who pulled

ed scar on her forearm. "Self-inflicted. Thi

red in d

t before the paramedics arrived, so I stepped in. Took your moment. Took your

thundered i

him for years. That I'd always been there, wai

usting," Emm

ad I played th

th, holding back the ra

tell him?" she

im a story that made him feel loved. And you?" Sophie scoffed. "You

s clenched

him," she said. "You love wha

want? Comfort, status, power? You were born with

or him," Emma sna

losing. Because now, even if you tell the truth, he wo

ling yourself that. But I'm still his wife. You're j

s eyes

g a switch ,her expres

ming her forehead into the wooden staircase ra

g loudly, blood tric

red in d

are insane,"

ready wailing, lo

You pushed me! What ki

the front door

le

saw Sophie on the flo

ping her into his arms.

ing to him. "She pushed me, Caleb. I did

op of the stairs, t

he said. "She threw her

ned. "Do you thi

en't eve

eam. And I see t

k. "She's lying,

t get to make accusations any

all over again. "I'd

poison. "You're unbelievable.

I done, Caleb? Loved you? Trusted you? Carried your

me into thi

lly breaking. "She's the liar. She's the one who stol

nging tighter. "Pleas

. "Let's get

ot suddenly snapped back, kic

ped, sta

oded in h

collapsed to the floor, cl