A Heart Gone Cold
The door closed, shutting out the noise from the outside world, including Douglas' incessant lecturing.
I shut my eyes and took a deep breath to steady my frayed emotions. His words echoed in my mind, grating and absurd. His same old excuses were all about how fragile and innocent Mona was, how unreasonable I was, and how torn he felt between us.
Then, Marcel's voice cut in. "Jolene, did you really hire some online service to forge wedding invitations just to get our attention? God, you're so childish."
So this was what my childhood sweetheart of 20 years honestly thought of me. I let out a self-deprecating laugh.