I couldn’t see through Bryant.

All I could do was instinctively step back. “What do you mean?”

“Can we not get a divorce? Please?” Bryant clutched my wrist, his fingers

tracing my pulse, “From now on, it’s only you that I want. No one else

matters.”

I asked, “Including Teresa and Margaret?”

He said firmly, “Yes.”

“Bryant,” I sneered, full of disbelief. “Can you even convince yourself of that?”

If it was a sudden epiphany, it was far too late. I hadn’t expected him to

enough to make up for the past

low. “So, you still

him squarely,

could go back to before we lost the baby

heartbeat. But right then, I couldn’t

say yes.

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me to help someone else when I was

when the slap he gave me as

marriage

a long while, his grip on

bitter irony.

photos. Isn’t

bucket of ice water poured over me in

me from head to toe, freezing my

smiled, but tears welled up first, breaking

that what you

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