His Mistake, Her Liberation

he windshield, blurring the city lights into long, watery streaks.

me, but a deep chill had settled into my bones. The pain in my ab

ered, my voice hoarse. "I

by the dashboard lights. There was no

Sarah? Can't you just l

I said, my voice trembli

didn't fall. You were pushed. And you de

gs. I sank back into my seat, the fight draining out of m

ng my eyes. How did the man who once c

oison, dripping into

o make everything about you. It's my birthday party for an investment, a big d

," I said, so quietly I

ha

thi

was the point of reminding him? He lived

stion. "I'm the one who was cheated on. I'm the one who wa

suffocating me! I can't breathe, Sarah! Every time I try to have a little b

g. My eyes were sad. They h

I pressed my hand hard against my lower b

go to the hospital. And when the doctors tell you it's just

reamed against the wet pavement. He was taking me to the hospital, but it wa

s voice low and menacing. "This marriage is over

cold glass of the window, the rain and the c

n the darkness of my marriage. I had planned to tell him tonight, on my birthday. I had imagined a different ki

. That it would remind him of t

ve I ha

g to escape the throbbing pain in my bod

t from another lifetime. "I'll spend th

er, heartbr