Borrowing Amor
Bree asked, her voice rising in volume.
Man, Bree didn't just not love Mark, she hated him. The loathing in her voice was unmistakable.
"Just until the deal is finalized and they offer me a job, and then we can get a divorce. I don't want to be married either, you know."
"Yes, well, you and what's-her-name made that very clear last week."
"Her name is Amanda," Mark said.
"And I wish you two all the happiness in the world," Bree said, sarcasm dripping from each word. "But I'm not going down there and making a sacred promise to love and respect you, when all I want to do is pummel you over the head."
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