I couldn’t say how much time had passed since I heard what Diana just said to me. In fact, I was fairly certain that I felt the impact of her words before really having a chance to comprehend any of them.
“...I’m prepared to offer you three million dollars to leave him...”
Good God. It was like receiving a harsh slap to the face. A punch to the gut. A stab in the back.
I fought to keep my composure as best as I could. Of course, my insides were fighting not to concave. But at the very least, I was doing my best to fight back the tears that were debating flooding my eyes.
“...No,” I said simply.
As soon as the word slipped past my lips, the shock wore away. Instead, I became filled with unexplainable anger and mass devastation.
‘Is this really what she thinks of me?’ I asked myself
