Chapter 10
Leonel stumbled through downtown like a zombie.[]
On the sidewalk, kids were running around their parents, laughing and playing.]
Nearby, a new mom was holding her baby while chatting and laughing with the dad.[]
They passed right by him, and he whipped around to stare at the family until they were gone.]]
Once upon a time, we’d dreamed of scenes like that–him holding our baby, me holding onto him.[]
If he hadn’t been screwing around with Amari, if he’d just been a decent husband to me.]]
Would he be the one with that happiness now?|[]
Once the thought hit, crushing regret slammed into him, leaving him gasping and shattered.[]
A week later, I never expected to run into Leonel on the street.[]
The man who’d always been obsessed with his ima
now had greasy hair and hollow eyes, staring blankly at something in the
I followed his gaze.
Inside a luxury watch boutique, Amari–who’d been ghost for weeks–had her arms wrapped around some stranger, carefully picking out watches.
She was spending his money, ignoring his desperation, while keeping another man.[]
“Amari!”
Leonel shoved past the doorman and burst inside.]
Amari jumped back, startled.]
“What the hell are you doing?!” Leonel was livid.[]
Amari blinked, then covered her nose when she saw it was him.[]
“Buying my good buddy a watch!”
Years of lies hit him like a bullet to the brain
Regret, rage, madness–everything exploded in his chest.]
He grabbed a crystal vase from the display and brought it down hard on Amari’s head.[]
The crowd screamed and scattered.]
Chapter 10
Amari hit the floor, but he climbed on top of her like a psycho.[]
Smash after smash.[]
By the time the cops showed up, Amari was a bloody mess and completely still.[]
Leonel had totally lost it.[]
The police dragged him past me as they hauled him away.[]
His face suddenly brightened.[]
“Honey, did you come to take me home?”
“Baby, I love you so much! Wait for me to get some cronuts for you! Wait for me!“]]
wouldn’t wait for him. I’d NEVER wait for him again.[]
Due to his mental breakdown, Leonel was locked up in a psych ward for life.[]
But the living still owed their debts.
The divorce settlement said all the money, Leonel had lent out now belonged to me.[]
Professional debt collectors beat those so–called “brothers” until they were bloody messes, and they were sobbing to pay up.
The crying and begging echoed behind me as I walked toward the exit.]
Nothing but blue skies ahead–my future was waiting.
