Savannah
“That’s unfair,” I trembled, my voice barely above a whisper. “You don’t care about me. You don’t even care to know me. You’ve already picked a side.”
I blinked rapidly, fighting the moisture that stung my eyes.
Why did I even need his validation? I shouldn’t take his rejection personally. I didn’t belong to them.
“Don’t make this more difficult than it is,” he grumbled, avoiding my gaze and choosing instead to inspect a nonexistent piece of lint on his shirt.
“Return to where you came from. Rewind these last few months like they never happened. I’ll give you money. I’ll take care of you and your children. What more could you possibly want?”
I kept my tone light, a flimsy shield against his dismissal. “It’s fine,” I said, turning away. “You can bury this reality by sending me away. You can suppress what you’re supposed to feel. But you’re not the only one affected here. Your reputation should be the last thing on your mind right now.”
I looked back at him then, my gaze direct
