Chapter 91 Second Chance

• Ashlyn
• Marco and I still slept in separate rooms. And that was fine, after all, I was the one who asked for it when I came back with Maya. I needed space to breathe, think and put myself back together, piece by fragile piece.
• Yes, he was my husband, but things weren’t that simple anymore. We couldn’t just pretend nothing had happened. We couldn’t pretend the accident didn’t break us, that I didn’t become the “other woman” in his life in everyone’s eyes once in our life.