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ght that she could turn back the hands of time to one hour and forty-eight mi

ra asked hoarsely, as the ticking of the

something I could keep from you forever. But most of all because I love you and I don't wan

aughed humorlessly, her throat sore from the

ipped down her cheeks and he stroked her hair, Flora realized that it was probably the last time she'd ever

've been cheating on me; that you have a one-month old baby with some slut you met god knows where, and you want me," she said, putting her

ed about was getting your law degree and being partner at some big firm. You made that your priority; not our marriage. Us; our relationship

ou couldn't keep your dick in your pants is somehow my fault?!" Flora

not s

y I have to pay Richard ? Is that what you want me to believe? How could you do this to me? To us? I ... Oh go

nothing or no one was going to stop you. Not me. Not our marriage. Not our dreams. Nothing! Even when my company almost went unde

een there. I've always had your fucking back! Who wrote check after check after check. The mortgage. Your business insurance. Your truck payment. Hell, I even covered payroll for you! If that's not being there then I don't

n't it? I needed my wife; not her fucking checkbook, and if I needed you to hold

e come to me but no, you went out time and time and time again, fucking some skank because your feelings were hurt! You're a piece of work, you know that. A real piece of work. I don't care how

the mother of my child. I know that's your pain talking, but

nce. "Fuck you! Do you hear me. Fuck you Richard Michaels! And if I say she's a fucking slut, she's a fucking slut! If I call her a skank, then she's a f

lling his fists. He'd never hit a woman in his life.

him hard in the chest with both of her hands. "You might as well complete the trifecta. You lied. You cheated. So why not be the low-down dirty dog you are and hit me! Hit me!" she screamed, pus

nd off her blows. He leaned into a corner of the

ora declared, huffing as she backed away from him

a right to be angry. I know I messed up. I know I hurt you, but my daughter is a