Ryan’s father kicked him behind the knees, voice heavy with disappointment.
“Apologize to Victoria. Right now. You don’t spend all night at another woman’s house then come home and snap at your wife. How did I raise such a thoughtless son?”
Ryan’s mother wiped her eyes, gently taking my hands in hers.
“Sweetheart, we failed to raise him properly. You shouldn’t have to deal with this.”
Her voice carried quiet authority. “But caring for the widow… it is his duty. Ife can’t just abandon that responsibility–people would crucify him if word got out.”
“From now on, we’ll keep Ryan in line and make sure he maintains appropriate boundaries.”
The older woman looked at me with such earnest hope in her fifties–worn face. I was about to respond when Ryan’s phone rang sharply.
Still on his knees, he answered immediately. “Lily, what happened?”
Lily’s voice came through the speaker, trembling with a mix of relief and lingering terror.
“Ryan, oh God! They just caught him—the burglar. Turns out he killed a family of three last month. During questioning, they found out he’d been specifically casing my apartment.”
“If you hadn’t come over last night, I’d be dead right now.” Her voice broke into sobs.
All three pairs of eyes turned toward me as Ryan murmured reassurances to Lily.
She must have heard something off in his voice because she quickly added:
“Ryan, you explained everything to Victoria, right? She’s not mad at me?”
“Last night was genuinely dangerous. As a widow with a baby due any day, I have no idea how to survive without your help.”
“If Victoria’s still upset, I’ll come apologize to her in person.”
Ryan’s eyes filled with weary frustration as he gently soothed her.
“Em did get upset, but now that she knows how dangerous last night really was, she’ll understand. Don’t worry about it.”
Right. Any more complaints from me would officially make me the unreasonable bitch.
I snatched the phone from his hands.
“Actually Lily, save your apologies for Ryan’s second wife. I’m divorcing him tomorrow.”
I hung up and headed for the door, leaving three shocked faces behind.
“Since we’re getting divorced anyway, I should move out. Makes dividing assets cleaner.”
“Victoria!”
Ryan’s voice cut through the air like ice behind me, but I didn’t turn around.
“I can’t keep giving you unlimited passes forever. Without me there tonight, Lily could’ve been murdered. The facts are staring you in the face–are you really gonna keep acting out?”
His words hit me like a slap, making me feel dizzy for a moment. Maybe I really had turned into some unreasonable harpy. But I still walked out
– Vaur Divorce Evidence
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