When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 7

Chapter 7



Clyde guarded his phone like a fortress. It was off-limits for anyone but him.

Yet, there we were for the second time. When the cops called, Kayla answered. It was the same story when I tried reaching him.

"If it's no big deal, I've gotta go. We're busy," Kayla said, her voice dripping with a smugness that made it clear she relished emphasizing "we" as if I needed a reminder that they were together.

"Tell him to call me back after his shower," I managed, my voice trembling from rage and pain, which amused Kayla greatly.

"He'll be too busy after his shower to call you," she retorted, her tone light and taunting. "Whatever it is, you can tell me. It's all the same."

her audacity, even though

from marital assets. Those cozy pictures of you two are evidence of an affair

Calling me names won't change the fact that Clyde is over you. Dream on. All you care about is money. You are a selfish gold-digger. Clyde regrets marrying you every single day. You want money, heh? Dream on. You could be

abruptly, her words leaving a bitter taste as I stared at the dark screen of my phone. A part of me wondered why I was even fighting to

"Melanie? Melanie!"

"Why are you here? Did you have surgery? What happened? Did you relapse? I thought they said it wouldn't come

with

her breath, I asked, "Why

at the bed next to her where her grandma was lying. "My grandma is here. I bolted

Where's Clyde? Was that Clyde's mistress

the hospital even

out, taking

college roommate and one of my closest friends.

my cancer had returned, but