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

a desperate joke,” he said.

My breath caught in my throat, but I forced my hand toward the door handle.

“I am going inside,” I said, pressing the plastic latch.

The cold autumn air hit my face immediately, carrying the smell of damp earth and woodsmoke from the nearby houses. Damon unbuckled his seatbelt with a sharp click and pushed his own door open,continue reading …