y, I came home to find my husba

he doorway of our bedroom, my hand still on the brass knob, watching them. Anthony Lester, my husband, the

t me, his expression one

're home

elf. He walked over to his dresser, casual, as if

e way I see it, we can have an open marriage

band I had saved for months to buy him back when I still had foolish

g like some naive little gi

The sound of their laughter followed me down the grand s

nuckles were white. I ended up outside my family's old home, the one we lost after the hurricane wiped o

eard voices from the open windo

e laced with annoyance. "Anthony's a powerful man. Of course h

ny about the Riverbend d

going to jeopardize the whole thing. I told her, you kee

at shattered what litt

ll of little hearts drawn around Anthony's name. It was child's play to use that,

idn't just sell me. He used my most

ed. A text fr

don't, forget about getting your mother's heirlo

ysical pieces I had of her. I had to pawn them to pay for a medi

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