Till Divorce Do Us Part
Before now, I would have felt a certain type of way knowing that he didn’t want me here, but after spending more than twenty-four hours here, I realized that he could say one thing and mean another.
Jack liked to appear tough and dangerous; maybe it was because he was once in the mafia, and anyone would be scared to their bones, just as I had been, but not anymore. If he really didn’t want me here, he would have stuck to his threats and kicked me out since yesterday, but he didn’t.
Instead, he gave up his bed for me to squeeze himself into the small couch in the cabin.
“Well, you need her presence, Jack. I am too boring for you and I don’t live here,” Drew responded.
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