Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

The smoke had me in such a bad shape that I teared up. Nicholas' hand was on the top of my head when he said, "I am heartbroken for you."

He threw the cigarette to the floor and tilted his head down to kiss my cheek. His arms were trembling when he held me, and I heard him ask, "Can we not get a divorce?" He acted as though he just got a toy that he loved. I could not tell if the liquid on my face was my tears or if it was something he left on me when we kissed. It was warm. My entire body was cold one second and hot the next. My lips trembled as I suppressed the desire to hold him and calmly said, "Claudia was the one who locked me up." Nicholas straightened his back. His gaze fixated on me, and he asked, "What did you say?"

I knew he had heard me. He simply didn't believe my words. I mercilessly pushed him aside. It felt as though someone was gripping my heart, and it hurt so much, but I said, "I want a divorce." That was my answer to him.

"Ariana, I watched her fall asleep last night," insisted Nicholas.

He kept glaring at me and demanded, "Why do you insist on dragging others into our relationship? Why do you always bring Claudia up every time I want to be nice to you?"

well? How many times have

why. Claudia had been an impossible obstacle between him and

fists behind my back. If possible, I wanted to give him a valid explanation as well, but

could only feign idiocy and ask, "Are

feelings, huh? Then why

him before he could finish his sentence and

my sake? Hell, are you even capable of saying you love me? Even once?" Even my voice was trembling when I roared, "You don't even have the guts to do that,

a bucket of ice water. It extinguished his fury along with his other

his temper earlier was a completely different guy. "Ariana, must all love be passionate and wild? We live together, eat together, and have sex together. Does that not count as love?" asked Nicholas. "I'm