After the Last Tear: Rising from the Ashes of a Broken Marriage By Cassila K

Chapter 47

I ended up having to call a taxi home.

Despite everything, Luke must have felt some guilt because he showed up not long after. He walked in while I was sorting through my belongings.

Clothes were strewn across the bed as I methodically stuffed them into garbage bags.

"What are you doing?" Luke asked, hovering uncertainly in the doorway.

"Just decluttering," I replied neutrally, silently willing him to shower and wash off that sickening perfume.

He hesitated, missing the underlying tension.

Then, completely tone-deaf, he continued, "That's probably for the best. We can buy new things after we're married. Maybe even move to a new place. What do you think?"

Luke was playing his favorite card - dangling our future together.

He kept stealing glances at me, gauging my reaction. I noticed but pretended not

to.

In the past, such words would have moved me to tears.

Now? I wouldn't waste a single drop on him.

of response seemed

was angry but wasn't willing

presence tonight was probably

his phone wouldn't

I picked it

of them together - traditional poses,

dull ache spread through

Luke only reserved his impatience

When I'd

he'd always

to try on s to

just pick

still picture his contemptuous

intimate photos with Mandy- all

hell are

startled at Luke's

snatched his phone

his grab made me

His face was flushed, voice

down at the fresh scratch on my

started to