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.

in her leg and hobbled determinedly toward

trembling, she hastily navigated

had just uploaded a new

patch adhered to her forehead,

caption read, “Being sick makes

had someone

cozy and

almost impossible for Sandra

proclaimed that this was no accident;

appeared her

divorce

like a leaf swept into a

the heartache, forcefully ripping the plastic wrap from her

infiltrated her skin, inflaming the wound until it

could be

county, she had shown vulnerability, breaking down into soft sobs within the comforting

vulnerability had its time

stark reality of Kristopher’s exit forced Sandra to

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