It didn't take Felix too long to realize that Bella actually didn't remember anything that she had spoken last night, about the divorce… maybe she really didn't want to talk to him about the dreaded topic of divorce, unless the alcohol weakened her tolerance, due to all the burden that she was carrying alone.
He sighed, spreading his hands over the cool surface of the countertop as he looked outside, staring out of the window.
It was dusk and the sun was setting, casting a reddish- orange glow across the sky, but the pleasant sight didn't comfort him at all. His mind was stuck in a loop, repeating Bella's words from the last night in a loop!
The alcohol might have made her spill the things she had no intention of, but that didn’t make them any less true, did it? She still had the divo
