“Healing takes time. I can’t say how long it’ll be before the hurt fades. If you can wait, then wait. If not, we might as well divorce.”

Her gaze was lucid, her demeanor, icy and composed.

At the mention of divorce, Brian felt a sharp ache.

His voice grew heavier, his grip firmer.

“I refuse to divorce you!

I’ll not pressure you. Time is yours, but erase divorce from your thoughts.” His usual assertiveness surfaced in his tone.

Rosalynn remained quiet. After a pause, she responded, “You’ve caused me pain. Could you loosen your grip and unlock the door?”

a lingering look, Brian slowly let go and pushed the unlock

out of the car, just as another vehicle

inspection, she recognized it as Lyndon’s, deducing he, too, must have been called to the evening’s

vehicle and took

features, typically handsome, took on a shadow at the sight

wrapped an

guard, exclaimed, “What the

with one hand

infection. To avoid it, I urge you to

furrowed in confusion at

her eyes

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