I Need You, My Luna
Ten minutes later, I’m heading for the door when his voice stops me.
“You’ll receive three million dollars in the divorce settlement, Megan,” Xarion says from the living room.
I turn slowly in bitter anger. “Keep your filthy money, Xarion.”
“Oh,” Danielle gasps in pretense. “I didn’t think she’d be the ungrateful type, baby.”
I want to tear the smug look off this witch's face, but I ignore her.
I look only at him. Straight into the eyes of the man who broke me.