Chapter 38 What's His Name?

Anne glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already 2:30 AM.

Her parents were probably fast asleep by now, and she didn't want to worry them by making a late-night trip to the police station.

After wrestling with her thoughts for a moment, she decided

to call her husband, Dante.

The phone rang a few times before he picked up. The background noise was chaotic, filled with the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses as if he were at a poker game. Anne could even hear a woman's voice in the mix. "What's up?" Dante's tone was flat, lacking any warmth.

Anne skipped the pleasantries, her voice icy. "Come pick me up at the police station."

There was a brief pause, and then Dante's voice, laced with sarcasm, cut through the noise.

"In trouble, huh? You've really outdone yourself this time,

Anne."

Chapter 38 What's His Name?

She bit her lip, sensing his impatience.

She thought, frustration bubbling up inside her, "What am I doing, calling him?"

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Anne was about to hang up when Dante's voice broke through again. "Alright, I'll come get you. But first, you owe me a favor."

Anne tightened her grip on the phone, her heart racing. "What

favor?"

"Give me a kid."

Anne was momentarily speechless.

to get a divorce!

out of your

just trying

forged

two long years, Anne had waited in vain for

to face the harsh reality that Dante would never love

had agreed, and

of

thought, "And now he wants me to have a

unwilling to come to the police

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Anne? If we're getting divorced,

a series of beeping sounds filled

had hung

phone in disbelief, she felt a wave of frustration. wash

as Anne turned to Meryl,

more

that.

her arm around Anne's shoulders, her

looks like we'll have to

this bail

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her lip, contemplating, "I

awake at this hour.

wedding night, and I'm asking

to bail us out...

How melodramatic.

would he think of

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