He kissed her softly on the forehead and whispered in her ear, “I don’t want to fight anymore. Let’s go home.”

“Fight? Does wanting a divorce count as fighting?’ she thought inwardly.

When they reached the villa, Carlos got out of the car and opened the back door. He took the bags and helped Debbie out of the car.

He was so considerate and careful that Debbie felt like she was a pregnant woman.

Inside Debbie’s bedroom, Carlos pulled the wrappings off a box of lipsticks and put the Lipsticks on her dressing table.

“Hey, old man, stop!” Debbie blurted out.

Women liked shopping, and also enjoyed undoing the wrappings. Sometimes it was a game, Like how intact could I leave this if I just undid some corners? The struggle was real.

was confused when she said that. ‘Why is she mad at me

stop, Debbie ran toward him and

these all mine? I want to take the

and couldn’t help but chuckle. He pulled her into his arms, kissed her on the forehead and said, “Alright. Have fun then. I’m

that, he let go of her and walked

pouted and snapped, “Don’t think I’LL forgive you just

words

and his

him if he treated her better. Maybe someday

one around to say it to. Unable to resist the siren call of the Lipsticks, Debbie sat in front of the dressing table and began to unpack

divided them into two piles-those

send those she didn’t like to her friends. ‘Kasie prefers bright colors while Kristina loves soft ones. And auntie will

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