Danny this afternoon, his face cold and distant, saying he wanted a divorce. 'Everything is fine. He's just upset. He'll come home tomorrow and we'll talk and figure this out.' I almost believed it. When someone knocked to tell me dinner was ready, I went out and sat at the dining table alone.
KELLY I followed Danny as he headed toward his room, my heart hammering so hard I could hear it in my ears. "Danny, wait," I called out. "Danny, please, just stop for a second..." He didn't even slow down. Didn't acknowledge I was speaking. Just kept walking like I wasn't even there. 'This c
I'm not supporting what she did—trust me, I absolutely do not support it—but I'm saying she wanted to be sure of your feelings. That's why she created all this drama. I mean, it was definitely extreme, but going by what you've told me about Kelly, she can be a little extreme, right?" "No," I said
DANNY While I drove, I felt anger...so much anger I never thought I could ever feel. Especially not toward Kelly. My hands were shaking on the steering wheel. My vision was blurred. I couldn't think straight. Eventually, I had to pull over and park by the side of the road before I caused an ac
Then a terrible thought occurred to me. Danny was furious. Hurt. Devastated. And he was about to drive home in that state. 'I can't let him drive like this.' The image of Danny getting into an accident flashed through my mind—his car wrapped around a pole, emergency vehicles, his family gettin
He looked directly into my eyes, and what I saw there made my stomach drop. "I'm upset that you played such a cruel game with me. That you watched me torture myself. That you tested my loyalty by pretending to be someone else and tempting me. That you drugged me and violated my consent. Looking at