Thin Line Between Love And Hate: Ex-Husband's Regrets

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flies in her belly felt like

he room was the sof

time but today meant a lot to them, it s

zed, and her

in something, d

logy. No heart. No

third wedding

was alon

ows across the table set for two. Alina sat alone at the dinne

candle burning low, one

lass stood

edge of the dining table, still in the red dr

stayed fixed on the front door, as though sheer willpower could summon David

ke a hot slap across her soul

d herself. He alway

own, she a

n't co

h time in the last three minutes hop

she picked up the p

nniversa

remember if he had forgo

en minutes pass

t up with a s

me woman, l tol

dam

akeup like shame. She'd spent hours trying to be beautiful for him tonight, worn th

, she was

e could save her husband'

ng it's on the same day as he

ed down as the rain

lf at the head of the table, alo

walked down an aisle believin

ss that made no difference, waiting for a man w

pty? Or had she been

.

eaked open a litt

and rimmed with dried mascara. Her heart thudded in her ches

shadow. Rain clung to his coat, but there was no

standing to meet him. "I'

't look

at the untouche

hin envelope from his coat pocket and set it on the

nked. "Wh

stepping back like the co

gers. Her heart beat louder with every second. Th

CE PE

ok. "You're d

being too dramatic. "I don'

d, because you

e casual indifference he used on their second anni

ed here, in that red dress you used to love, with your favorite wine, your favorite f

this harder tha

you for waiting until after d

We haven't been work

me anymore, you don't even look at me. Am I not beautiful enough? You sle

to you," David snapped, his calm

words stabbed deeper th

n yourself?" she repeated

r much

r suddenly felt cold but he

hroat. Like something inside her che

ard him. "There

dn't

urse there is. Is it her? Your precious Sofia? The one you sa