"Bianca" I mumbled into the phone the moment I heard the receiver click.
"What's wrong Rachel? " Bianca's voice was one of concern and possibly laced with anger. Not at me, but the person who made me sound the way that I did.
"Can I stay over at your place tonight?" I managed to say over my silent sobbing.
"Sure baby girl" she answered, the sound of her gentle voice comforting my entire being that had seemed to have gone cold after ' eavesdropping' on David's conversation with Ashlyn.
When I had heard that he did not want to give me a divorce my ears had perked up. A part of me was hoping to hear that he had fallen in love with me or even something like he was starting to like me as a wife.
I should just be mad at myself for allowing a small part of me to hold on to false hope. The
