A Husband's Fatal Choice

fifth weddin

ught a w

very pregnant. He introduc

ound with an air of ownership. She didn' t look at me, not really. Her eyes scanned the vault

ed to be here to celebrate with us, shifted

his arm wrapped possessively around her shoulders. "She' s

g them. My heart felt like

gaze to me. It was co

trip. Could you hand-wash some of my lingerie? And later, when Mark and I are together, you c

air, a deliberate, c

et. Mark just smiled, as if this

e in her neck, the way her head jutted forward. It was the posture of s

he word was flat,

y the immediate refusal. She looked at Ma

ugly sound. He looked at

benefit of his audience. "This tired act. Honestly, Sarah

the room. They were laughing at me. At

o smooth things over, to swallow the shame and beg for

inside me had

d, then I took Mei' s. I placed their hands together, forc

ackground," I said, my voice low and c

Mei, whose face had

u can have it. You two enjoy your happily ever af

e door, I remembered my father' s words from years ago, a warning I had fo

as r

nurturing, the one who had waited for me, a proper t