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.

disregarded the sharp sting in her leg

navigated to Elijah’s Twitter

had just uploaded a

her lying down with a fever patch adhered to her forehead, still enveloped in Kristopher’s familiar

read, “Being sick makes me extra

had

cozy and take care,

it almost impossible for Sandra not to suspect that Kristopher had dashed

that this was no accident; Elijah had deliberately

her tactics

divorce could overshadow Elijah’s

fury, Sandra quaked like

the heartache, forcefully ripping

had infiltrated her skin, inflaming the wound until it

too, could be

she had shown vulnerability, breaking down into soft sobs within

its time and place, and it

forced Sandra to confront her need for

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