His Regret, My Freedom
pure shock. "Chloe, have you lost your mind? You arranged for your own husban
ya," I said calmly.
Maximum emotional dama
faintly. She was trying to make sense of someth
aying none of the ache that lived permanently in my chest. "He just needed a push. A reason he could justi
sted like as
erved him up a reason
d
ed. "Who was your affair with? Was it re
l. It was your
My little brother Jake? Chloe, this is insane. This is the most compl
nd, hollowing sadness. This wasn't a victory. It was a surrender, meticulously planned. I
my energy suddenly gone. "I ne
illed with concern. "Call me later. Call
, I allowed myself to feel the full weight of it, the years of dinners eaten alone, of
hed down my clothes, a
r. Ethan was home, which was a rarity before 8 PM. He was pacing in
ight with worry. "Did she eat anything? You have to ma
hen he looked back at me, his small face filled with a familiar disappointment. He was already
the kitchen, my touc
to us. "I'll handle everything. I'm getting he
is eyes scanning right past me a
command. "Some comfortable clothes, toiletries, a new toothbrush. S
o that wa
I said, my
ture of extreme agitation for him. "She's very sensiti
ur son, and being the perfect corporate wife at his side, all while my own needs we
e it has
at a conference in Tokyo. He had been annoyed by the interruption. "Just take him to the doctor, Chloe. The c
kylar, was upset, and
ed with architectural blacks and grays, and went to a section of clothes I had bought months ago, knowing this day would come. New, soft cashmere sweatpan
from my hand, his foc
r, Mr. Davison, will call you tomorrow. Just agree to whatever he p
is car roaring to life in the
t ask ab
s disappear down the long, tree-lined drive. I a
wedding an
n. Of course, h
wn to see Leo staring up at me, his eyes wi
ad at us?"
the collateral damage. This b
ouching down to his level
had been telling him,
mall arms wrapping arou
ered into his hair, holding hi
To get him out. To get us out, before his father's