e, Ethan always d

lk to the small desk in the corner of our bedro

just the small desk lamp. It cast a

eets, still warm, and

ears, it had been the same. Afte

ingle sheet of pap

say, his voice smooth. "It' s f

lings, babe. You know I ha

ays s

s just a woman who loved her husband. I trusted him completely. He was the busin

aper on a clipboard. His body was still cool from th

said, handi

it. "You work

ed my forehead. The kis

for us,"

bottom of the blank page without rea

gers brushing mine for a m

is," he said, turning

e, feeling a sudden chill. It was a feeling I' d been having more o

of water. A small gesture.

office door was slightly ajar. I heard his voice, low and sha

rah. I got the l

Sarah. Sarah Jenkins. His childh

"Perfect. So the final asset transfer is ready to go?

s the majority of her liquid assets. The documents she signed tonight give us power of atto

in my throat. M

ce dripping with malice. "The evidence you'

trail leading straight to her. She' ll be facing at least ten year

my legs shaking. This wasn'

ugh. "Five years of pretending to love tha

was a sound I had never heard from him,

h her, I feel sick. I have to scrub myself clean afterward

The floor seemed t

ter what she did to us in college, breaking us up with

xplain a dozen times. They thought my father had paid Ethan to break up with Sarah. It was

Our life. It

seized my abdomen, so intense it made me gasp. I clutc

ing. The love I felt for him, the life I thought we

me. He hated me. He

very "I love you" was a

married wa

embered all the times I had put his needs first. I gave him a high-level position in my company.

en it all and

haking as I grabbed my phone. I had to

my lawyer

oarse. "It' s Chloe. I need you.

se words, the bedr

still in his hand. His face

ou talking