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.

breath, and pressed a hand to the ache in my chest. “Just go, and don’t come back. I can’t

seized my hand, his voice rough with emotion. “Yvette,

Get out!” I yelled, my voice filled with a mix of

my outburst, his deep–set eyes locked on mine. and his voice still rough. “I’m not going anywhere. If

it at him, only realizing it was a hot

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

running.

at the sight of the kettle on

eyes still fixed on me. His voice was a calm contrast to the chaos. “Are you feeling any better?”

still seething, ignoring his scalded skin. I tried to yank my hand away, but he held

let go, I grabbed a paring knife from the counter and stabbed it into the back of

scream pierced

was shocked into action, pulling me back

his dark eyes still on me, betraying no sign of

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

mind. I’m getting a divorce.” I stared at the now–vacant doorway, then turned to face her. “Can