"Test you?" I watched as Tristan spun and left with another woman in his arms, my voice shaking with anger. "You were the one who tested me first! I never made you do anything, did I? Did I hold a gun to your head and force you to cheat on me or lie to me?"You should have known that I, Genevieve Hartman, was no pushover when you decided to crush my trust, love, and our five-year marriage under your boot! You're a police officer, Tristan, but that didn't seem to have stopped you from breaking the law you claim to uphold!"I grabbed him by the wrist. His wrist was bare; the red woven bracelet I had made for him was already gone. I demanded, "Where's my bracelet?"Tristan paused, and he squeezed out the words, "I lost it while I was on duty.""You lost it?" I stared into his eyes, enunciating, "Then what's that on Lara's wrist?"A grave look crossed Tristan's face. He opened his mouth to argue and explain, but in the end, words eluded him. He shook off my grip and walked away with
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