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

to make up for the

low. “So, you still

at him squarely, saying

lost the baby and he made this decision,

in a heartbeat. But right then, I couldn’t find

say yes.

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to

the slap he gave me

Our marriage was

for a long while, his grip on my hand

bitter irony. “I could even pretend I

photos. Isn’t

a bucket of ice water

head to toe, freezing my

but tears welled up first, breaking free from his

me? Bryant, is that what you think