Her Return, His Regret
Daisyhe calls me his wife but we're not marriedafter three years of silent marriagewhen i left him, my husband begged me to come backmy husband who hates me has lost his memories
I shift uncomfortably, gritting my teeth.
Meghan watches the entire scene, eyes raised, albeit with a smug look, like she's having the time of her life.
I give an awkward nod when Liam turns to me, seeking permission.
Soren darts toward the door and steps out.
As soon as the door closes, Meghan turns to me.
“Stop,” she blurts out, picking the toiletries Tyler brought out of the bag.
I roll my eyes. “What?”
She leans in. “You know you can't win against your son. He seems to genuinely like him,”