20. Tiana
Genova rubbed a hand over his jaw tiredly.
“You’re acting cold.”
I blinked at him slowly wondering if he said cold to me. The irony almost hurt.
“You introduced other women into our marriage,” I say and his expression hardened instantly and he's out of words, “and somehow I’m the cold one?”
“That’s not what I said.”
“It’s exactly what you implied because you are already used to blaming me for everything including your shortcoming.”
Silence stretched between us and Genova looked strangely unsettled suddenly like this conversation wasn’t going the way he expected.
Maybe he thought I would cry, beg or compete harder for his attention but instead I stood there emotionally exhausted and deeply done and I think that scared him more.
His gaze dragged slowly over my face again l
