Chapter 24

I had fooled myself into thinking that was what Bryant was, but deep down, I knew Emma

was aware of the history between Bryant and Margaret. Emma couldn’t find the words.

persuade me otherwise.

When I zipped up the last of my suitcases, a car engine finally broke the silence in the yard.

Bryant was back. Perhaps Emma had said something to him as he stormed up the stairs, his gaze landing on the line of suitcases before settling on my forehead, his voice surprisingly hoarse. “What happened to your forehead?”

I let out a self-deprecating laugh. “Nothing. Just had an accident while you were out on your date.”

His usually impassive eyes flickered with surprise.

Standing by the bed, I clenched my hands. “Bryant, we need to…”

get a

was no turning back. But seeing the man I’d loved- for seven years,

I was clinging to, or just the passionate version of myself when I was in love with him?

wrapped his arms around me. “This is your home. Where do you think

me!” I was hit by a mix of woodsy cologne and women’s perfume, making my stomach churn,

won’t.” His grip was firm, rendering my struggles futile.

me. I took a deep breath. “Why bother? I’m willing to step aside for you

in the crook of my neck, his voice tight with tension. “Jane, I never thought about divorcing you.”

laugh but couldn’t. My emotions surged, and I shouted hysterically, “But I’ve had enough. I’m tired of living

tightly yet seemed afraid of hurting me, loosening

seized the moment to push him away, looking at him with rage, “Remember?

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thing a week ago. And I

probably thought I was speaking in the heat of the moment. He didn’t realize that more than anything, I was telling myself. If there was a next time, I couldn’t continue to

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