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

his hand drop to his side.

“Elena, about last night,” he began, looking at the toaster on the counter. “I was out of line. The restaurant, the comments. I was just stressed about the finances and the party.”

“You were cruel, Damon,” I said, my voice steady and quiet.

“I apologized,” he said, his voice rising slightly, though he still did not look at me.continue reading …