Chapter Nineteen
“DAMN IT, CLINT, you didn’t hear the way she said it.” Aimee fumed, pacing back and forth in her condo, beating a path into her carpet from the sliding glass doors to the small kitchen table. She still couldn’t believe Bonnie had the audacity to remind Aimee that Clint and the b***h were still married. That fact was never far from the front of Aimee’s mind anyway. The way Bonnie said it, however, was almost like a threat, taunting Aimee. “I don’t know what you said to her, but it’s obviously not getting through to her. She’s not giving up. She fully intends on getting you back.”
“It doesn’t matter what she intends.” Clint sat at the kitchen table, a cup of coffee in his hands as he watched Aimee pace the length of her living room. “We’re getting divorced. That’s all ther
