Evelyn's POV
He tilted his head and shot me a look that clearly said, You sure you want me to spell it out?
I immediately looked away and dropped my gaze.
Some things don’t actually need to be said. The answer’s already sitting there in plain sight.
My fingers curled into a fist before I even realized it, nails slowly digging into my palm. The little sting was supposed to snap me out of it, bring me back to my senses. Weirdly enough, though, my eyes still started to burn.
Suddenly, I really wanted to cry.
It wasn’t just sadness. It felt more like someone had shoved me from behind. And only at this exact moment did it finally hit me—
My husband had actually, truly, completely abandoned me.
And somehow, worse than being abandoned… was the humiliation.
From Sebastian.
And from Grace
