ic. The bouquet of roses lay scattered and trampled on
d to go home. I had to face him and act like nothing had happened. The plan forming in my mind re
y felt like a prison. I walked through the rooms he had decorated, touching the furniture he
glass of water with a shaking
called out, his voice f
my ski
another voice, high and
ovely. But it feels a little
beautiful, polished, and radiated an effortless confidence that I had
down, a small, know
i. You look
w. She knew about my latest failure, becau
voice surprisingly eve
dismissive hand. "Ethan and I were celebrating. My new
small, framed photo of my parents. She picked it
tone a mockery of sympathy. "And to their company. You' ve
ect, so cruel, it alm
photo. "Please do
aunted, holding it just out of my reac
her fingers. It hit the tiled floor with a sickening crack, the glass shattering
she' d brought in with her. The scalding liquid splashed across my fo
y!" Sarah gasped, her ey
n at the sound
ed, his eyes immediately goi
voice trembling. "But I think
and then to the shattered picture frame on the floor. A flicke
ight?" He reached for my
I said throug
ice taking on a placating tone. "Sarah di
tantrum over a broken toy. He didn' t
y voice dangerously quie
ind a cold, clear void. I accepted his pathetic excuse, I played
said, dabbing at her eyes with a
l get Olivia some ice for her arm, and w
e, after she had deliberately hurt me an
thing but a profound, chilling disgust. I nodded meekly, allo
, I passed by the living room. I
an asked, his voice laced with irr
e was cold and sharp. "She' s getting too comfortable. Don' t
ful until after your launch. Once your company
ckles white. I didn' t need any more conf
I reached our bedroom, I walked directly to my
name I hadn' t used in years: my old law school roomm
ct line w
ellectual Pro
nge had