No More Forcing Him to Swear Oaths
Language: en
The day our daughter choked to death, I pulled out every one of my thorns. I became the proper, graceful wife Dylan had always wanted. I stopped hiring private investigators to follow him. I stopped storming into bars and flipping tables at midnight. I stopped forcing him to swear on his life that he would love me forever. So when I found a lipstick in his car, a shade I never wear, I just carefully put it aside for him. "This color is so hard to find," I said with a placid smile. "Don't forget to give it to her." Dylan slammed on the brakes, the car screeching to a halt. "Ava, you're…