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.

lack of response seemed to

wasn't willing to make any real effort to fix

presence tonight was probably the extent

his phone

I picked

bombarded him with wedding photos of them together - traditional

spread through

reserved

When I'd

dresses, he'd always

to try on s to

the same, just pick one," he'd dismiss

could still picture his

here were dozens of intimate photos with

the hell

startled at Luke's voice

snatched his phone

made me stumble

heard of privacy?" His

at the fresh

had started