Remarried Again; My Husband's Brother.
His voice was teasing, his eyes flicking over me, lingering just a second too long.
I tilted my head, my hair falling over one shoulder, my fingers tapping the counter nervously.
“What do you give to women with broken hearts?” I asked, my voice catching slightly, betraying the ache I was trying to hide.
He grinned, his eyes softening, but there was a playful edge to it. “Broken heart? You don’t look like that kind of woman.” He raised an eyebrow, his voice louder to cut through the music, but still warm, almost too smooth. "Um... you don’t look like someone who got left—you look like the one doing the damage.”
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