Facade of Love

Chapter 107 It’s Over

“Sorry… I did not realize…” Idris’s voice was a low rumble, thick with regret.

I kept my eyes shut, silent.

He held my hand, a little warmth in his touch, but I pulled away, dodging hist

grasp.

Maybe I was just being oversensitive, but I could swear he tensed up right then.

“Yvette,” he tried again, “we’ll have kids someday…”

My eyes shot open, a storm of anger and bitterness swirling inside, but I just stared at him, wordless. He looked like he had been through the wringer, his face. drawn, stubble shadowing his l*ps, looking all kinds of rough.

“Idris, you killed your own child!” I let the words out, staring him down, each one deliberate and heavy.

He just looked back at me, his dark eyes a whirlpool of pain and guilt, bloodshot and silent.

the ache in my chest. “Just go, and don’t come back. I can’t bear to

my hand, his voice rough with emotion.

my voice filled with a mix of fury and despair.

deep–set eyes locked on mine. and his voice still rough. “I’m not going anywhere. If you’re angry, go ahead and hit

anger boiled over. I grabbed the first thing I could find and threw it at him, only realizing it was a

not flinch, taking the full brunt of the impact. The kettle shattered, calding water splashing across his face and b*dy, but he stood his ground, gripping my

brought my mother and Maxwell running. They

the sight of the kettle on the floor and Idris, dining off his skin. t

on me. His voice was a calm contrast to the chaos. “Are you feeling

skin. I tried to yank my hand

I grabbed a paring knife from the counter and stabbed it into the back

Mom’s scream pierced

pulling me

dark eyes still

at Idris’s bleeding hand. He yanked him up and bellowed for

practically yanked out of the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. My mom watched me, her eyes wide with lingering fear. It took her a

made up my mind. I’m getting a divorce.” I stared at the now–vacant doorway, then turned to face her. “Can you get in touch with