Chloe
I stepped out of the car, my heels clicking against the driveway.
The mansion loomed above me. The last time I’d been here was the day I told my father and brother I wanted a divorce from Logan.
God. Thinking about it now, I wanted to go back in time and slap myself. What on earth was I thinking, walking into this place expecting understanding? And expecting anything other than cruelty?
Maybe I was just that broken, that I wasn’t thinking straight. I had walked in hoping they’d….I don’t know. Help me, comfort me. At the very least, listen. Instead, their words still echoed in my mind.
“Are you out of your damn mind? A divorce?! A f*****g divorce! You’ve really lost your mind, haven’t you? It seems it’s been a long time since I’ve beaten some sense into you. How about we fix that
