Chapter 91 The Weight Of Guilt
- The guilt hit me like a wave. A part of me, the part that still had a sliver of humanity left, wanted to call out to her, to apologize, to take back the cruel words.
- But another part of me—maybe the larger part—was relieved. This was it. She’d quit. She would be gone. I’d gotten to her, and that was exactly what I wanted.
- My marriage wasn’t going to be ruined by her anymore.