Anger, lust, submission, and the list goes on. I was counting…. I think I am getting somewhere. Somewhere I didn’t want nor could I handle it. I was lost in my thoughts the next day, trying to understand the man known as my husband who had begun to exist in the center of my thoughts since our one-night-stand."Come with me.” Speaking of the devil, he popped out of nowhere.“I have prepared a surprise. A peace offering." Zayne said expectantly, his voice softening, almost melodic. He reached for my hand, his thumb stroking my knuckles. “I don’t think I-” "I am sorry, Kristine. I didn’t mean to stress you out," I wanted to refuse, but the exhaustion of the day, the weight of this forced silence- made me follow. I expected a gift, perhaps another diamond to add to my collection. When we entered my home office, I was expecting the familiar comfort decors, things I collected from my old undesirable life but they were once and still are cherished by me.Instead, I walked into a showro
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