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.

response seemed to

was angry but wasn't willing to make any

presence tonight was probably

showered, his phone wouldn't

up, I picked

with wedding photos of them together - traditional poses,

ache spread through

reserved his impatience

When I'd

dresses, he'd

excited to try on s to avoid

same, just pick one," he'd dismiss me with obvious

still picture his contemptuous

dozens of intimate photos with Mandy- all

hell

Luke's voice

snatched his phone

force of his grab made me stumble

His face was flushed, voice

looked down at the fresh scratch on

started to