Youreallycantgetthroughtome,Joeyfrowned,hisvoiceindifferent:Whybotherwithsomeonelikeme? Hestoodthere,memoriesofthepastflashingthroughhismind.
Thinkingabouteverythinghehaddonetoherintheirfiveyearsofmarriage,butinallthosememories,therewerehardlyanythingshehaddoneforher.
Hehadnevercaredabouther.
Soitwasnowonderthattheyhadcometothispoint,wasntit? Hewasveryclearinhisheart,butthatstrongsenseofreluctancestillburnedlikearagingfireinhisheart.
Joeyseemedtobein adazeforawhile,shakinghisheadmockingly.
Whenhelookedat Stacyagain,hiseyesreturnedtoacruelcalm.
Ivealreadymadetoomanymistakes,butnomatterwhat,itsimpossiblebetweenusnow.
Heglancedatthecryingchild,perhapsrememberingthathehadalsohadachildwithWilla,andfinallysighed softly.
Hurryupandcomfortthechild,atleastbearesponsiblemother.

Stacyseemedtorememberthen thatshehadabiologicalchildwhowascryingandclingingtoherclothes,dependingonher.
Shesquatteddownandsobbedasshecomfortedthechild,tearsstreamingdownherfacefirst.
Willahadoncesarcasticallysaidthatshewastoogreedyandwouldbepunishedbyfate.
ShethoughtshehadgraspedJoeysheartandactedwithimpunity,butuntilthismoment,sherealizedshewascompletelywrong.
Joeywenthomeandsat onthesofa,lookingatthelonglifelockandsilverbraceletsforchildrenthathehadprepared.
Everythinginthe houserelatedtothechildwasaddedbyhimpersonally.
Butnow,thewarmththatshouldhavebeeninthe homewasonlyemptyandcold.
Joeycoveredhisfacewithhishand,thehousewastooquiet,evenaslightsobwassoclear.
Aweeklater.

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71.3% Chapter17 Thenightwasasdarkasinkthatcouldntbedissolved.
Ijustgotoffworkandwalkedoutofthehospitalwhenmyphonerang.Itookalookandanswered.
Mom.
Whenareyoutakingabreak? Dayaftertomorrow,why?Iwasabitpuzzled.Mymotherrarelyaskedaboutmywork.
Therewasapauseontheotherendofthephone,andthenshesaidwithasmile:Whatfor,ofcourse,toconsideryourlifelongmatters.Doyoureallywanttostayunmarriedforthatguyfortherestofyour life? No.Ichoked,IcertainlywouldntstayaloneforJoeyfortherestofmylife, butthatdoesntmeanIcan immediatelystartanewrelationshipnow.
Itriedtobetactfulandsaid:Mom,Imnotreadyyet… Itstoolatetosaythat.Ivealreadyarrangedit foryou.Mymothersighedandinterruptedme,hertoneabitstronger:Dontworry,myeyesightisgood.Theguyhasagoodfamilybackgroundandagoodappearance.Heisthesonofmyfriend.Weknoweachotherwell.Hewilldefinitelynotletyoubewronged.
Goandmeethimtomorrowafternoon.Itssettled.Dontstandsomeoneup.
Mymother hungupaftersayingthis,andIdidntevenhavetimetosayno.
Therewasnoway.EvenifIdidntwanttoacceptthisarrangement,atleastIcouldntstandsomeoneupandhadtoexplainitclearlytotheotherparty.

ButIdidntexpectthattheblinddatearrangedbyMrs.CoraBennettwasthemansittinginthebackseatoftheMaybachthatday! Themanlookedatme,therewasahintofsurpriseinhiseyes,buthequicklyreturnedto calm.
Ilaughedawkwardlyandsatdown, thinkingaboutfate,andwonderingwhethertointroducemyselffirstorapologize,becauseIstillrememberedthescrapewithhiscar.
WhileIwashesitating,themanspokefirst,hiseyesasdeepasapool,andhestretchedouthisfairandslender hand:TristanFranco.
Ihesitatedforamoment,shookhishand:Willa.
Irememberyou.Tristanseyescurvedslightly,andourhandsseparatedafterabrieftouch.
Hisvoicewaslowanddeep,likethesoundofjadehittingandpearlsfallinginmyear.
WhenItookbackmyhand,thewarmthofthemansbodyseemedtostilllingerinmypalm,andmyheartbeatspedupfornoreason.
Isthatso?Ilaugheddryly,notexpectingthathewouldalsorememberthatembarrassingincidentinthemorning.
AD..llatToHisHeart 71.6% Chapter17 Iheldacupofwarmwateronthetableandhesitatedtoapologize:Imreallysorryaboutthatmorning,itwasnt intentional… Itsnotthat.