Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Seeing things like this again, Nicholas no longer felt anger or hatred. He was just confused.

He had tried so hard to hold the family together, but everything had gone wrong. His mind told him he should react, but it was hard for him.

I leaned wearily in my seat, propping my chin on one hand. I looked at him and waited for his reaction. Finally, he lifted his head from the folder and stared at me blankly.

I didn't know how much time had passed. Nicholas had always been decisive and daring, but the silence between us lasted at least two or three minutes.

His hands trembled as he pushed himself up from the table. He didn't spare me a glance as he walked out.

Before leaving, he said, "I won't interfere in Frances's matters anymore."

To me, it sounded more like he was saying, "She is no longer my mother". It was almost like he was fleeing.

Frances might have taken the blame for Claudia, but her crimes went far beyond that.

I understood Nicholas's feelings, which was why I chose not to tell him about Frances giving me birth control medication. If he knew that we had lost our child because of it, I feared he would bear even more.

I thought that was the end of it, but then Nicholas spoke again. He stood at the door, gripping the handle so tightly his knuckles turned white.

me, "Do whatever you want with Frances, but stay away

up in surprise and saw the rage

bother you." He struggled to speak

you hate me enough to want to drive everyone around me away, but Claudia is all I have left.

slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing anxiously. He spoke

massive wall was rising inside me, suffocating me until I could

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up, breaking through that barrier with

left?" I grabbed his tie and brought him close to me. Looking into his eyes, I asked him

out a muffled sound as I tugged on him. The next second, anger flared

and spoke in a sorrowful tone.

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moment, the wall

and crushed me, but I stayed on my feet. I wasn't going to let him know what I was thinking. I would never let my child

"dad".