His Wife
“Are you here to check on me?”
Thomas sits back in his chair, “Your uncle wants to come visit. He specifically asked to stay with you and Ellie.”
“No,” Maxwell replies sharply.
“Max, he hasn’t been here to visit in three years. He wants to have a bond with you again,” Thomas says.
“Then he should’ve thought about that when he helped them hide. He covered for them for three months! No, he doesn’t get to stay here. He doesn’t get to see me or meet my wife,” Max’s hand grabs mine. I know Max is doing this so his father doesn’t know how terrible he is towards me. In hopes of breaking tension with him, I rub my thumb on the back of his hand. It could be my imagination, but I almost see tension le
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