A flash of fear bolted through me. Was theaella too theaella to ever choose me? It wasn’t a possibility I could fathom. I felt sure if I followed the rules, checked all the boxes, waited patiently, she’d come around.
But what if she didn’t?
That answer was too much to fathom. So I packed it away and relit the brazier of hope in my chest.
If I had my way, we’d have our happy ending. I was gonna marry that girl one day. Someday.
But for starters, I’d happily settle for a kiss.
“I’ve been thinking a lot about that lately,” she started, pushing her food around her plate with her fork.
“About what?”
“Your father.”
A burst of adrenaline ripped through me. The check in my pocket felt like it was on fire. “What about him?”
“I think I want to file divorce papers.”
A frown, mighty in inten
