Wearing an Emerald Green Dress on My Birthday Cost Me My Husband

back when Jake shifted in his seat.

“What do you want me to do?” Damon asked, his voice hollow.

“I want you to understand that words are just noise,” I said. “Only real, lasting change matters now. And that is going to take a long time, if it is even possible.”

The restaurant heater hummed behind us, blowing a warm draft of air against continue reading …