Addison checked her appearance in the mirror once more before gathering her things. He would like these shorts. She needed him to like them. She’d done it. Finally. She told him. And now the tiniest part of her regretted it. He was hurt. She’d known he would be. And what if he was right? What if she changed her mind? Maybe she shouldn’t have said anything at all. Maybe everything in a marriage didn’t need to be said.
He would like these shortsShe’d done it. Finally.He was hurt.And what if he was right? What if she changed her mind? Maybe she shouldn’t have said anything at all.She dug through her bag in search of her mascara and pulled out lip-gloss instead. Her phone chimed. She placed the lip-gloss on the counter, dug into the bag, pulled her phone out, and checked it. Two new texts fro
