One second, I couldn’t breathe — the faint scent of his breath mingling with mine forcing my heart to race in panic.
Then another; Aiden was stumbling back, his cheeks flushed with a mark only palm could leave.
“You can slap me all you want, but I won’t go.”
I stared at him for a few seconds, my heart in my throat and legs wobbling.
“Emmaline—”
“Why the sudden change of heart?” I spat, tightening my fists as I removed my necklace.
Gosh, everything was suffocating.
“Why? Why are you here now?” I stepped forward, trying to rip the dress open. “Why are you here suddenly? Who are you to interfere in my life?”
“I’m your husband.”
“The divorce papers will be with you shortly.”
“You mean this?” He held up its torn pieces, taking my hand and placing it there.
“Is this a metaphori
