Make Me Regret Chapters 1 & 2
“You don’t have to believe in anything I say, Robert. But the truth has always been there. I never hid anything from you. I’m an open book,” Daniella Rubard said as she began stuffing polka dotted blouses into her suitcase. The bed was littered with a mixture of colored clothing and upturned shoes. The ray of the afternoon sun was pouring into their small stuffy one-bedroom apartment and Robert Rubard stood there watching as his wife of 16 years continued packing. He was at a loss of words; nothing could be said how he felt at this moment. There was an emptiness in his heart that seemed to swallow him up by the minute and he was drowning. Yet, no tears came to him and he stood frigid, afraid to speak, to move. Daniella looked up and a lock of brown hair fell over her eye. She shoved it back and let out a long-exhausted sigh. “Can you say something, so I know you’re hearing me?” ...