Chapter 91

It wasn’t just in my head, nor was it a misunderstanding.

My husband had relegated me to the shadows of our relationship, the part that couldn’t see the light of day.

I

He interrogated me endlessly about my relationship with Mark while insisting I hide. behind the door, out of sight.

Ridiculous, to say the least.

“It’s not what you think.”

Bryant reached out to touch my shoulder, and instinctively stepped back, stuttering as I looked at him. Tears, which I had been fighting back, began to roll down my cheeks. “Don’t touch me.”

“Don’t touch me,” my mind was foggy, overwhelmed by that single thought.

“Jane, you’re overthinking it. I just didn’t want..

His words were cut short by another predictable knock on the door.

Margaret, no doubt, had caused a scene in every room, determined to find Bryant and confront me. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have taken so long.

wait for me. I’ll explain everything.” Bryant said in

I collected myself, the drama outside had escalated, with the door firmly shut, trapping me

someone outside was even more eager to

Bry, have you fallen for her? How could you

fierce, cutting her off, “I’m asking you

What’s with the attitude?

the noise outside

a mix of whine

calming myself down, I slowly opened the door and

main act might have left, but the

wanted to reassure myself that having a clear conscience was enough, but

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felt like knives, cutting

It was almost unbearable.

hurt, the straighter I stood, walking out with my head

myself this was nothing.

me at my doorstep, demanding payment. Their disdain

gone, locking me in a dark room for

those days, this

myself from hating Bryant, hating his cold heart, his unfairness, and the fact that he married me without any

Christine and the others’ room suddenly swung open, and Mark appeared, looking anxious. He

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