Rejected by my Husband
“No. But if believing that gives your damaged dopamine a little thrill, please, don’t let reality interrupt.”
Natalie’s face stiffened.
Color rose up her neck, clashing horribly with the pink of her dress.
Before Karline could say another word, Natalie’s hand tilted, just slightly.
The red wine spilled.
Slow. Intentional.
It soaked into the front of Karline’s white-colored dress, blooming like a wound.
Gasps sounded nearby.
Natalie’s eyes widened theatrically as she set the glass down.
“Oh my God, Oh my god,.. karline” she said breathlessly. “I’m so sorry. I’m just so clumsy... I disn't mean it”
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