Never Forgive You, My Ex-Husband
Then: “Untouchable? You shoved a pregnant woman in front of cameras, Nico. Do you know how many people saw that?”
His jaw clenched. “She deserved it. She—” He stopped, realized what he was saying, changed direction. “They’ll forgive me. They always do. They’ll write whatever story I give them. You just need to stand beside me. That’s all. Smile, nod, say you forgive me, and this disappears.”
“And if I don’t?”
The question hung between us, sharp, poisonous.
He pressed closer, the wall cold against my back now. His hand stayed planted beside my head, his eyes searching mine with manic desperation. “Don’t leave me again,” he whispered. Not a threat this time. A plea. “Don’t. I can’t survive it
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