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.

I’ll explain everything.” Bryant said in a deep voice before he opened the door and

time I collected myself, the drama outside had escalated, with the door firmly

was wanting to get out; while someone outside was even more eager

you stopping me, huh? I wouldn’t do anything drastic! Bry, have you fallen for her?

and fierce, cutting her off, “I’m asking you one last

leaving! What’s with the

noise

voice was a mix of

calming myself down, I slowly opened the door and stepped

but the audience lingered, all curious

a clear conscience was enough,

Chapter 91

eyes felt like knives, cutting

It was almost unbearable.

the straighter I stood, walking out

myself this was nothing.

passed away and we faced bankruptcy, creditors cornered me at my doorstep, demanding payment. Their disdain was palpable, even physical, as if

parents were gone, locking me

to those days, this

cold heart, his unfairness, and the fact

to Christine and the others’ room suddenly swung open, and

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