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."

If it weren't for Curtis, they'd probably be strangers. Skyler's

together, and their friendship was rare and precious. It would be a shame to have let Grace's actions drive a wedge between them. Leanne knew she wouldn't want to

"Send me the address."

in full swing when Leanne arrived at the Majestic Meadows

The pool's shimmering blue water reflected the lights, and a group was laughing

and laughing by the poolside, and Skyler handed Leanne a

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

him accountable. "It wasn't your fault. You

her into this circle. Without my indulgence, she wouldn't have kept making mistakes. I'm responsible for

late to realize that

that day. But

was straightforward and clear about who she liked and disliked. She would argue if necessary, but if you sincerely apologized, she would be

slapped Skyler on the back. "Bro, turning over a new

clear my head," Skyler tried to sound