Victor spun around, fast enough that I could hear the crack of his neck turning.He stared at me, wide-eyed and completely still. He didn't even blink, as if afraid I'd disappear again if he did.A sound caught in his throat, rough, like something dislodging. Then, after a long moment, he finally got a word out."Delora..."I squared my shoulders, pushed my hair back, and kept my voice level. "First. Put down your gun."Victor threw his gun to the floor and kicked it aside without hesitation."Do you have the divorce papers on you?""I do," he answered, almost automatically."Take them out."He reached into his breast pocket with a slightly unsteady hand."Good." I nodded once. "Now sign them."Something clicked back on in his eyes. He went rigid. "No." He shook his head hard. "No. Delora, I was wrong. I know it. Please, give me another chance." He gripped the papers like they were the only thing keeping him upright and looked at me with everything he had left."There are no more chanc
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