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.

their marital home, not

too," she said softly,

quite when, that she'd totally stolen his

Leanne's earnest and clear eyes, he was effortlessly floored. He walked over, cupped her face, and playfully molded it into

doing?" Leanne protested, pulling away from his

back of her neck. "We'll move tomorrow." The move was all arranged by Curtis from Leanne's clothes and books to the minutia of her personal belongings, even the

cat had amassed more possessions than

dusk, she was picked up by Jake in

through the drive, Leanne realized something was off. The route to Crystal Cove Villas required a right

but Jake had over two decades of driving experience and was always

"No

mysterious tone only

bustling Stonebridge area, they entered

wall came into view, deepening