DOMINIC
The breath got knocked out of me as soon as she said it, my heart tightening in my chest, and I held the door frame to steady myself.
Divorce.
That was the last thing I expected Harper to say to me. And neither did I expect her to pick up her things and try to leave again.
I couldn't stay in the office, the thoughts of her were beginning to drive me insane. I could say it was luck that I caught her this time before she left.
All that had happened in the past forty-eight hours, I didn't mean to be mean to her, but it was the only way. I wished she could try to understand me, the reason I couldn't tell her things, and maybe I was a little bit too harsh with her.
I should have explained myself clearly to ease her worries before leaving for work; I had only worsened it.
"I want a divorce, Dominic," she said again, like I hadn't heard her the first time.
