Chapter 153
Tilda
When I can’t take it anymore, I get to my feet.
And I walk through the dark house.
I don’t look out the windows.
I don’t look for Ethan.
I go to my room.
And I crawl into bed.
Knowing this will be the last time I wear this dress.
Knowing that when I take it off, it’s really over.
That when I take off the dress I married Ethan in, I’ll never put it on again.
I curl up on top of my blankets.
My lashes are still wet when I close my eyes.
My mind still stuck on a loop of sadness and betrayal.
But eventually, exhaustion reaches out from the shadows and pulls me into unconsciousness.
And I sleep with Ethan near me.
One last time.
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