When Love Breaks by Jack

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

but it wasn’t enough to make up for the

“So, you still don’t want

at him squarely, saying firmly, “Yes,

before we lost the baby and

right then, I couldn’t find any

say yes.

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when he rushed past me to help

Or was it when the slap he gave me

Our marriage

silent for a long while, his grip on my hand tightening until,

cleared, filled with bitter irony. “I could

photos. Isn’t

bucket of ice water poured over me

to

tears welled up first, breaking free

is that