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.

pinned post on my Instagram is a picture of

that familiar blend of amusement and indulgence, as if

the tip of my nose, giving it

you need

before I could push further, he would lean in his lips brushing against mine in a way that felt like a quiet command, a

"Absolute possession, relative freedom-deal?"

it,

the end,

a relationship survive without

And yet-

I hadn't realized, what I had never even considered, was that from the very beginning, everything between us had

let me touch his

yet, somehow, Nina could use it-to text

the bed, letting the silence stretch