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

Stepping out of the coffee shop, Leanne tucked the old notebook into her bag.

Her Phantom was parked quietly by the curb, with Jake holding the door open for her as Skyler's call came through.

Leanne answered, and he asked, "Hey Leanne, you free today?"

"What's up?" she inquired.

"I wanted to apologize in person for what happened last time."

Skyler had been sorting through his tangled relationship with Grace. It had been nine years, nearly a third of his life, woven into every aspect of his existence, including emotions, finances, and career. Cutting ties was time-consuming.

It wasn't easy. Skyler's voice carried a hint of fatigue, not physical, but emotional exhaustion.

"I was planning to turn the villa at Majestic Meadows into our marital home, but that's off the table now. I'm throwing a farewell party tonight. I'd be glad if you could make it."

Curtis, they'd probably be strangers. Skyler's apology was clearly out of consideration for Curtis,

be a shame to have let Grace's actions drive a wedge between them. Leanne knew she wouldn't want to lose her friend over anything if

"Send me the address."

full

white dining table was with food and drinks. The pool's shimmering blue water reflected the lights, and a group was

and laughing by the poolside,

over, and the bruise near his cheekbone hadn't completely faded.

hold him accountable. "It wasn't your fault. You shouldn't blame

circle. Without my indulgence, she wouldn't have kept making mistakes. I'm

to realize that now."

a bit harsh that day. But I didn't mean to. Don't take it to

who she liked and disliked. She would argue if necessary, but if you sincerely apologized, she would be big-hearted

the back. "Bro, turning

in Wonderland. Planning to spend a few years there to clear my head," Skyler