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.

post on my Instagram is a picture

his voice, laced with that familiar blend of amusement and indulgence, as

would catch the tip of my nose, giving it a

you need

the words to argue, before I could push further, he would lean in his lips brushing against mine in a

"Absolute possession, relative freedom-deal?"

eyes at the way he phrased it, finding it just a little too poetic, a little

the end,

a relationship survive without

And yet-

what I had never even considered, was that from the very beginning, everything between us had been built

let me touch

yet, somehow, Nina could use it-to

slowly, sinking deeper into the bed,