LenaVincent hit me that night, only two drunken, sloppy punches and then he passed out like nothing had happened. I sobered up instantly and didn’t sleep for the rest of the night. I told myself I was lucky it hadn’t been worse.It was always like that. Relief disguised as survival.The next morning was a blur of scrubbing, dusting, and straightening up. I didn’t stop until every corner of the house gleamed, even though my body ached from the stress. It probably wouldn’t matter. Vincent would find something to criticize, he always did.I was only trying to make it up to him… get back into his good books again, if he even had any.I had texted my sister asking if Adrian had returned to New York. She replied almost instantly.JENNA: If your ex man arrived to New York, baby, I would be the first to know.I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. Relief, small and temporary. I wasn’t ready to face him. Not after all these years.Jenna was the main reason I had married Vincent, b
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