"You love me?" I looked down at him. "You love me, so you made me hand my father's docks to Kayla? You love me, so you swiped my card to buy her Hermès? You love me, so when I had a 104-degree fever, you took her on vacation after vacation?"Dominic's hands loosened, bit by bit."You just got rained on." I tilted the umbrella back. Rain hit my shoulder. "But my three years of marriage was one long, slow rot."I turned and walked toward the door."Evelyn!" He screamed behind me, his voice tearing apart. "Come back! I'm begging you! I'm on my knees! I'll do anything! Just come back—"I paused. I didn't turn around."Too late, Dominic."The door shut.The rain was sealed outside.That night, Dominic knelt outside the docks until dawn.The next morning, Sal told me when they helped him up, his knees wouldn't straighten anymore.I didn't soften.A week later, he was forced to confess multiple charges to the federal prosecutor, including smuggling, money laundering, and tax evasion. He agree
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