Chapter 6
I looked at him quietly, a bitter self–mockery flickering in my
eyes.
So this is where love ends–with nothing but cruel words.
I took a deep breath, realizing there was nothing left to say to
him. I got out of the car.
Bryce slammed his fist against the steering wheel and sped off,
tires screeching.
Once again, our parting was anything but peaceful.
In those last three days, he pushed things further than ever.
Sometimes he even brought Karley home for the night, making
no effort to hide the sounds coming from their room.
And me? I just closed my bedroom door and said nothing, not
even bothering to ask.
The day before I was set to leave this world was my birthday.
At dawn, Bryce didn’t even glance my way–he just left the
house without a word.
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I spent the entire day alone, burning every photo of Bryce and
me, one by one.
Then I sat in silence, waiting for midnight to come.
That night, I bought myself a small birthday cake and placed
candles on it, one by one.
I turned off the lights, closed my eyes, and folded my hands,
making a wish.
I wished for a safe journey home. I wish that Bryce and I would
never cross paths again.
But before I could blow out the candles, I heard the front door
open.
Bryce walked in, his face dark and stormy.
Trailing behind him was Karley, tears streaming down her face.
Before I could react, she slapped me hard across the face.
“Mrs. Oswin, I know you don’t like me.
“But my baby is innocent.
“What right do you have to hurt him?!”
I touched my burning cheek, a wry smile tugging at my lips.
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To be honest, I had no idea what she was talking about.
I hadn’t left the house all day.
But Karley’s slap–well, that was a gift from Bryce.
He stood off to the side, a cigar between his fingers, sneering.
“Angela, was that really necessary?
“You can’t have a child yourself, so you send someone to kill
hers?”
His words were sharp as a knife, tearing open old wounds I
thought had long since scarred over.
But I didn’t have the energy to argue anymore.
I walked straight past Bryce and slapped Karley across the face.
That was payback for the slap she’d just given me–and a
reward for her three years as the other woman,
If I didn’t do it now, I’d never get another chance.
Karley was stunned. When she finally realized what had happened, she threw herself into Bryce’s arms, sobbing pitifully.
He rubbed his temples, then yanked the tablecloth off the table
with a flourish.
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With a crash, plates and cake shattered across the floor–just like my five years of marriage, broken and scattered.
He stalked over to me, pinning me against the window ledge, his
grip vise–tight on my chin.
Under his chiseled brow, his eyes were cold and merciless.
“I told you I’d handle this,” he said, voice icy.
“Why did you have to provoke her?
“Angela, when did you become so vicious?
“Or is this all just another performance to make me let you go
home?”
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Behind me, the window stood wide open.
Nineteen stories below, the city lights flickered, and the night
wind howled in.
I let out a soft laugh and brushed Bryce’s hand away.
My voice was gentle.
“That’s right. I’m just that vicious.”
Bryce frowned.
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I I pointed at Karley and gave him a little smile.
“So, I’m stepping aside.
“You and Karley can finally be together.”
And then, right in front of Bryce, I leaned back and jumped,
falling from the 19th floor.
