Chapter 8 His eyes, wide with disbelief, met hers.

“Sandra, are you out of your mind?”

Out of her mind? Yes, she was clearly insane to ever fall for him in the first place.

Sandra fumed silently, her heart pounding in her chest.

Suddenly, the sharp buzz of the phone on the table cut through the mounting tension, its vibration bringing a brief respite from their standoff.

Kristopher cast a fleeting glance at the message, shut off the phone with a snap, and strode towards the door, his back rigid with tension.

Her voice, firm and unwavering, chased after him.

“We’re getting a divorce! Make sure you sign those papers before you walk out that door!”

Kristopher paused briefly and said sharply, “I have something to do now.

When I return, do whatever pleases you.” With that, he forcefully shut the door.

Sandra’s eyes followed his unwavering exit, feeling an oppressive weight compressing her chest once again.

sting in her leg and hobbled determinedly

navigated

uploaded a new

fever patch

“Being sick makes

I had someone

cozy and

Sandra not to suspect that Kristopher had dashed off to tend

proclaimed that this was no accident; Elijah had deliberately

her tactics were

stark threat of divorce could overshadow Elijah’s theatrical display of

quaked like

against the heartache, forcefully ripping the plastic wrap

lingering moisture had infiltrated her skin, inflaming the wound until it was a vivid, angry

could be

in the county, she had shown vulnerability, breaking down into soft sobs within the comforting arms of her grandmother, especially that one

such vulnerability had its time and place,

stark reality of Kristopher’s exit forced

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