rlet
ng at me as if he hadn't
f his face, my stomach twisting. "Did
y dear husband, always so careful, always so comp
shed celebrating our fifth anniversary. That was huge, right? Let's just..." His hand landed lightly on
n't letti
ped, shoving
caught off guard by
ger bubbling up. "It's been so long since you touched
gh." His voice turned sharp. "You're tryin
"You think having a baby is pointless?
is wrong with
been avoiding me... not touching me, n
th, swallowing the
rds slipped out sharper than I intended, but sof
ave to be touched, then you must be joking."
foll
yet he acted as if it wasn't a big deal. As if our marriage c
jewelry, earrings, necklace, rings-dropping them onto the glass surface
bbed a silk nightdress, slipping it on
ing toward the bathroo
me, and you don't think having a c
but desperation lin
and gripping the doorframe. S
choed, his face
he mirror. "Yes. Le
. "And this... is it for you? Or is it for my mother?
ck to him. "Whatever, Et
thickening. Without another word, he stormed i
ce between us was unb
e. Without a word, he climbed into bed, pulled the sheets over
into bed beside him, forcing myself
e he'd feel something. That maybe he'd remember I was still his
uldn't help but wonder..
ust a stick-unwante
w heavy, a message bee
ens
e before bed. Why hadn't he ton
her
athing was deep, steady.
ore reaching for his phone on the
e, Or maybe I just haven't noticed that he has
d my b
orr
birt
orr
nnive
g ag
ll ran dow
ngers, I tried
ha
one un
messages from a
in my throat as I
going to see agai
. Damn, I need to se
My lips parted, but
was cheat
eal. Not my Ethan. Not the
there, glowing on the
r, my chest tightening, my
w long had this
my mind, but none hurt as muc
er enoug
long and torturous, bu
d by the one pers
**
oo quickly-too
d cruel. My vision blurred with fresh tears. Last night pla
firmed who she w
da
Ethan truly was the man
ly had ano
essed, standing in front of the
ved. As if nothi
n't shut me down. Like he wasn't fucking
, stretching my
ing my eyes. "You're up ear
h a casual smile. "Yes, yes... I've got
jacket. "Kitten... about what
. My fingers tightened a little too much around the kn
the lies
et. First, I
We talked about a lot. S
think we should think it through. Not
on my shoulders. I fel
looked him straight in the eyes, forcing a smile. "You're ri
learly relieved. "Go
ss to my forehead. I stayed still,
i
his briefca
er, Left to m
done sit
hom my Husband's other woman is will a