Too Late For Regret, Mr. Spencer

older containing divorce consultation documents t

afé she used to frequent, n

and sat by the window, watc

pposite her, bringing a cloying, sw

re and innocent, her face etched with a

ut I'm really worried about Blake,"

hing. She took a sip of her coffee. Th

ssure, with the company, the children..." Danica's eye

between him and me is none of a stranger's business. If y

k. Her eyes flickered to the file folder

hifted, now laced with pity and a hint of triumph. "

?" Danica leaned forward, her voice a low, conspiratorial whisper. "You

mplicated than love. Some things... some debts... are for a lifetime. You think hi

seat of Blake's sedan when a truck crossed the centerline. Danica took the brunt of the impact maneuver, sustaining injuries that required months of rehabilitation. When Bla

e blood draining from Lydia's

st him, but you can't lose something that was never truly yours to begin with after that day. For the past thre

The café's noise faded into

ow decay of love, but a sudden, secret event that changed

told her? Did

ame Eleanor. And don't blame Blake. They were just protecting you from a real

s mind, each one implying a vast conspiracy th

me for all the pain he caused.

around her neck. "He gave me this last week. He

e necklace. It was so b

Eleanor, with her as the unsuspecting victim. The coldness, the distance, the preference for Danica-i

m the very beginning, a carefully planned repla

dia, just let go. You're fighting a battle you lost three years ago. For his sake, and for

g Lydia sitting alone, her hands and feet ice-co