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 and hobbled determinedly toward

trembling, she hastily navigated to Elijah’s Twitter

uploaded a new

a fever patch adhered to her

caption read, “Being sick

I had

cozy and

these two events made it almost impossible for Sandra not to

loudly proclaimed that this was no accident; Elijah had deliberately sought to

her tactics were

Sandra’s stark threat of divorce could

with fury, Sandra quaked like a leaf swept

the heartache, forcefully ripping the

lengthy soak, the bath’s lingering moisture had infiltrated her skin, inflaming the wound until it was a vivid,

could

down into soft sobs within the comforting arms of

such vulnerability had its time and place,

reality of Kristopher’s exit forced

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