Chapter 17
Mimilia's POV
I sat in the stillness of the room, my breath heavy and my heart pounding as the weight of her confession settled between them. What was I thinking to utter those words to him, in that moment as emotional as that? How can I forget what damage and hurt it could cause to the opposite if voiced out? But to be honest, it was how I felt; I don't think I have gotten over miles yet.
Xylene stood there, his dark eyes searching my face, his frustration barely hidden. I could feel his heavy gaze all over me, and I fear for his temper; I fear for the temper of men.
“Your 'ex' husband?" His voice was low, laced with disbelief and anger. “Wait! I don't want to get this all wrong and off point. Don't tell me you’re still thinking about him. After everything, after everythi
