phin

the words glowing with his ca

n't r

wasn't enough. I n

he block button, a new notificat

abella

y lips. The timing was too perfec

in a leather armchair, a half-empty bottle of whiskey on the table

e's heartbroken that I'm getti

rtbroken. He looked like an a

e clinking of glasses and muffled music. But over it all, I co

marry him... I love

her final, triumphant bombshell: a photo of her and Dante, tangled to

as simple, dripping

ashed over me. Not for myself, but

e in love with a madman-and he ha

I found a digital gift card app, loaded i

ed goods. Buy yo

isfying finality, I blocked

Dante. His message still sat the

ne with your tantrum. Don

ked hi

lt like a lifetime, my world