Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Curtis' reaction was not at all what Leanne had expected.

Instead of agreeing readily, his eyes were enigmatic. Leanne couldn't read his mood.

The only thing clear was that his face lacked the joy that should have been there.

"Why?" he asked. "Don't you like it there?"

She had spent two and a half years alone at Crystal Cove Villas, battling depression. The house, meant to be a symbol of their union, had become a bastion of suffocating memories instead.

On her saddest and most disappointing day, she left that place. Curtis didn't want to force her, so he never suggested she move back.

"The past, good or bad, is the past. Now and in the future, loving me is all that matters." In the last few minutes, Leanne had thought it through and made her decision.

The house was full of his allergens and immunotherapy wasn't a quick fix. Staying in hotels wasn't a long-term solution either.

gave one courage. It was their marital home, not some inferno. She wasn't that

I love you too," she said softly, "I care about

he didn't know quite when, that she'd

Leanne's earnest and clear eyes, he was

protested, pulling away from his

finally released her poor cheeks, pulling her head into his chest and gently rubbing the back of her neck. "We'll move tomorrow."

few months, the cat had amassed more possessions than

she

was off. The route to Crystal Cove Villas required a right turn, but Jake continued

over two decades of driving experience

spirits daily, "No mistake, just sit back

mysterious tone only

area, they entered

wall came into