The Ex-Wife's Grand Unmaking
viable, Sarah, but we're seeing some diff
en't just careless remarks, they were calculated cruelty. He was enjoying her discomfort, he
wasn't hers. It
p and clear, cut
tio, but back upstairs, moving
bbed her purse, her finge
' d researched months ago, in a dark moment of despair bef
ingly steady when the
mergency termination. I'
s? Ma'am, that's very late term. We'd
said, the words tasting like a
t for the next morning, a c
ing. The baby kicked again,
Jessica's baby
t in her own home. The laughter fr
but first, she neede
she saw it. A suitcase by the door.
he master bedroom, wearing one of Sarah'
tle smile on her face. "Mark was just
red. The
an arm around her shoulders, pulling h
d, his tone casual, as if discussing the weather. "
temple. Jessica giggl
or. Locked. She tried th
ally flicking to her, cold and dismissive. "It's J
vaded. Her l
e sheer callousness of it, pre
ly looked at him, and s
out ending the pregnancy. This was about
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