Heartbreak And Wars

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as coming from our matrimonial bedroom. It wasn't the warm, guar

pulse crawled up into my throat, pound

ff was inside,or maybe Wakes was on the phone with a client. But then cam

low moan, that particular tone he used when h

stop them. I pushed the door open,

e hips of a woman I'd never seen before. She was perched on the edge in nothing but his dre

grey eyes locking on mine, I thought he would maybe hold shock or surprise, but it

flatly. "What ar

ng here? In m

to breathe, my eyes already stinging. My gaze shifted to her, to the way

de, my voice trembling

link. "No one yo

it hit me harder tha

o know? She's in

liberate slowness that made my stomach tw

his discarded shirt and began but

to come home e

I had to curl them into fists.

top being dramatic, Aloe. It's not li

ew months of distance, the cold dinners, the excuses, the way he barely touch

es," I whispered. "I'v

s shoulder clipped mine. I stumbled backwards but

at I'm pregnant. But the words were stuck. Not because I didn't want h

night. Go shop for something decent. And for God's sak

eaving silence so heavy I c

he sheets still wrinkled from someone else's body. The hot tears then

ut shards, until the room outside matched the wreckage inside me. But instead, my kn

rt but I hadn't known i

r anymore, it was the tiny heartbeat I'd

told me, "You're about six weeks along." I'd walked out with my hands protectively over my stomach, thinking of h

thought of telling

hispering the truth into the darknes

ge, it was walking away from the only life I'd known for the past three years. He had money, po

een intoxicating. How easy it had been to mistake possession f

now something inside me has changed, it was like that k

em into our home, I didn't know if I would be able to bear th

re, or if I'd make it out alive. But one th

in this marriage. And I will do anything