Todos los capítulos de Divorce? Never Letting Go!: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 127

Killian.My heart is broken into a thousand pieces. Shattered beyond repair.I move without thinking, trying to reach Tamara in time.Tamara staggers and starts to tumble down the stairs. Her head had hit that railing.There's a gunshot.I don't know who it was aimed at. I don't look.Chloe groans sharply, that's when I know she was shot.My lungs feel too small for the panic I'm trying to breathe through.I push fast till I get to Tamara.I grab her before she hits the floor fully, but it's too late, she's not responding.My heart flips and jerk her gently. “Tamara–,”Nothing.I try again.Still nothing.Fear ripples through me with it's full intent.I hear one of the cops calling an ambulance, the other one handcuffing Chloe.I don't wait.Didn't even pause to breathe.I get Tamara off the floor and carried her out of the house, fast.I flag down the cab I asked to wait, and carefully lowered Tamara into the backseat of the car.I slip into the car beside her, dropping into the sea

Tamara.I must be dreaming or maybe not.But there's a distant voice, voices.I can't tell where it's coming from, but it starts to get louder.That jerks me awake.My eyes starts to flutter open slowly.It's blur at first.Then a white ceiling comes into view, clearer now.I blink.Disoriented.A flash of memory slams into me, hard.I remember being pushed by Chloe.I'm certain I heard my name too.It goes blank after that.Then the pain woke me up again, it was a different kind of pain.It seared through my body and it feels like the room is closing in on me.It was hell.I almost lost my mind. My head hurts.Moving hurts.My entire body feels like it's been set on fire.I'm on a hospital bed, and Killian is there, by my side, hovering over me like it's going to provide some kind of comfort.His hand was on my bump and the other one tries to push a strand behind my ear.I push his hand off me, but he doesn't move.He stands there, unsure of what to do.I see the worry and something

Tamara.A month and two weeks later.“How many flowers are you going to dispose in one week?” Hazel asked behind me.I give her a look and walk past her, she follows.It's been two weeks since we got back from Boston and Killian hasn't stopped sending gifts.I give him an inch and he wants a mile.He's definitely pushing his luck.Hazel takes a deep breath, her eyes on me. “Is this really what you want?”“Yes,”“Are you sure? I mean you used to love that man, what changed?”I go silent for a second. “Well, I'm choosing me, my peace and wellbeing. If loving Killian puts me at risk, then I don't want that love,”“He's sorry, Tammy,”I blink at Hazel, caught off guard.She has never spoken in favor of Killian before.I roll my eyes.“What?” she purrs and pause. “Yes. He was an asshole, and maybe he still is. But I know you love him, I know how good he treated you before that bitch came into the picture.”I don't say a word, I— I just allow her words sit.She takes my hand. “And you're le