Chapter 22 – Just Five Things (Anj‘s POV) 

“I want to give my son a lesson, and if you decide to stay married to Sky for a year, I will support you and your family, give you everything you want,” Steve Mars said. “Tempting,” I smiled, wanting to tell him I was not born yesterday to fall into the pit of his great offer. Staying married to his son without love or even desire, except when we were drunk, was like digging my own grave to make my life miserable. “Just five things.” It was almost a whisper when I said it. 

Steve crossed his arms to his chest and narrowed his eyes on me as he pursed his lips, creasing his forehead as he thought. 

“Did you know that the quilt is important to my family?” he asked, and when I nodded, he continued, “My grandmother made it herself when Sky was born,” he informed me. 

“Yes, I know. Sky told me,” I smiled sheepishly at him. “As I said, I‘m an orphan, and when my mother found me in a carton box, there was nothing to identify my family or me. Let‘s just say I had a thing for some sort of family heirloom since I never had one like that.” He pursed his lips, nodding in agreement. “And a book? I have tons of books in the study room, but which one will you get?” 

“Yes,” I smiled again. “The Art of War.” 

He smirked at me, closing his eyes as he whispered the title. “The Art of War...” He opened his eyes. “Did you know that it‘s my favorite book? Why don‘t I just buy you a new one?” 

notes, Mr. Mars,” I remembered how he carefully underlined the

you wanted a clean slate, but a taxi fare and a card to use on a public phone,”

and returned the chair to its place before turning to him again. “Your son made me walk in going here, Mr. Mars. It‘s not that I‘m complaining because when he asked me to get out of the car, we were almost near the hospital building, but I don‘t think I can walk that far in going back to your house,” I explained. “Sky...” He clucked his tongue, obvious that

will not bring them, except for the pairs of T–shirts and jeans, and maybe...” I

or got insane with him, but I could remember everything that had happened that night, except for my clothes and shoes. My eyes half closed as I shook my head, recalling that when I woke up that morning, even

“If I had not lost my daughter, I want to think it‘s you. How old

with my age again.

sister?” he heaved a deep sigh, losing himself in a painful memory.

this morning. All I

 

the memory, I could feel tiny needles piercing my heart as I recalled him pulling her to him like she was the most important person in his life. He had kissed my lips the same way and put his arms around my body, but we were drunk, and the spirit of the alcohol had played in our brains, letting the desires of

if he was expecting my conversation was over, he was already standing outside, waiting to be called. I glanced at his father, still talking to someone over the phone, when my body jerked, startled when Sky took my hand and put the wedding ring on my finger. “The next time you threw this on my face, I will make you swallow this ring,” he warned, stepping inside the room. I clenched my fist, looking at the emblem of our insanity and

divorce papers for you to sign later.” “Thank you, Mr. Mars. After signing the papers, I will leave your home immediately,” I said, gazing at Sky and forcing a smile

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