me.
He simply didn’t like how ugly her words sounded inside his elegant living room.
I stood.
The leather chair shifted beneath me as I placed my copy of the divorce papers inside my tote.
“I understand.”
Eleanor smiled.
She mistook my calmness for defeat.
I looked directly at her.
“And Eleanor?”
Her smile weakened.
“That is the last time I will ever call you Mom.”
Silence filled the room.
Mila finally looked up from her phone.
Julian’s expression changed for only a second, but I saw it.
Concern.
Eleanor
