I Wish You Well
“What’s this about? Why are you so filthy?”
“Are you trying to embarrass me?” he snapped, glancing toward the people inside, who were now poking their heads out to see what was happening.
He shoved me out of the house, and in that massive city, I had no one else—just him and the little place we called home.
I spent the night waiting outside the door, listening to the laughter and music from inside, while the cold wind bit at my skin.
That bitter memory was suddenly cut short.
“Tess, it was all my fault,” he said, his voice breaking. “I listened to Grace’s lies, and I cost us our child. Please, give me another chance… We can have another child…