Not until much later did he plead with her, voice low and desperate: "Leslie, just spare me a glance, will you? Leslie, can't you give me a piece of your heart? Just a little. I don't need much."
This... this was the Broderick from before-before she shattered his world.
For a split second, Leslie almost let her guard down. She was this close to tossing the covers aside, wrapping her arms around him tight, maybe even kissing him, murmuring she wasn't actually upset.
But nope. She held it in.
This was exactly the kind of drama Lillian wanted, wasn't it? Waiting around to see Leslie act like she won.
So, Leslie hardened her heart.
She abruptly sat up, face blank. "You're not leaving? Fine. I will."
"I'm out."
She threw off the blanket, jumped out of bed barefoot, and
