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 a

of amusement and indulgence,

fingers would catch the tip of my nose, giving it a

do you need

to argue, before I could push further, he would lean in his lips

"Absolute possession, relative freedom-deal?"

he phrased it, finding it just a little too poetic, a little too

the end, I had

could a relationship survive without

And yet-

that from the very

never let me touch his

could

into the bed, letting