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

Chapter 71

I hesitated for a moment, fingers hovering over the keyboard before finally typing my reply.

"He's nothing."

A petty response, perhaps. But at that moment, it felt fitting.

Because if I were being honest-truly, painfully honest-Pax had been good to

me in almost every way.

Attentive, thoughtful, the kind of person who remembered the little things.

Except for one.

He never let me look at his phone.

password is your birthday. The pinned post on my Instagram is

amusement and indulgence, as if my suspicions were nothing more than a

catch the tip of my nose, giving it a playful

do you need

he would lean in his lips brushing against mine in a way that felt like a quiet command,

"Absolute possession, relative freedom-deal?"

he phrased it, finding

end, I had silently

how could a relationship

And yet-

realized, what I had never even considered, was that from the very

never let me touch his

could use

exhaled slowly, sinking deeper into the bed,