The Grand Rebirth Of The Undermined Wife
She pulled away eventually, wearing an awkward smile, refusing to meet my gaze, quickly wiping the tears off her face.
“I'm sorry about that, I lost myself for a second there and…”
“I get it.”
She walked away and sank into one of the cushions, making herself comfortable, but I knew her legs were anything but steady.
I joined her.
“Ready to move out?”
She shook her head. She was still riding in the aftermath of the shock.
“He won't try to hit me again. Don't worry about it.”
Fury coiled tight in my chest.
She was leaving that house, whether she liked it or not.