Broken Hearts and Second Chances novel Chapter 1

After Matthew hung up on me, I called him again. Seventeen times, he refused to answer. Left with no other choice, I sent him a message about the divorce.

It did not take long before he called back. Before I could get a word in, he launched into a furious tirade.

"Do you even have a heart, Cat? Megs fell into the river! She’s still so young, she was scared, and now you’re talking about divorce and lying about being pregnant?

“And you’ve got Sarah pulling the same stunt on Patrick. Do you think we’re idiots?

"I’ve said it before—Megs is our sister. She’s young and needs us to take care of her. We’ve been looking after her since she was little, and just because we’re married now doesn’t mean that changes.

"You both need to understand your place. You’re older than her. You should be good to Megs. Don’t you get that?"

Listening to his endless complaints, I felt a surge of bitter irony.

Megan was less than two months younger than Sarah and I. She was taller and heavier than both of us.

"I don’t get it!" I shot back. "I want a divorce! And I mean it!"

The moment I uttered the word ‘divorce’, he froze, his breathing heavy before rage filled his voice once again.

"Do you think marriage is some kind of joke? You think you can just get married and divorced on a whim? If you're not going to bother visiting the hospital to help with Megs, that’s fine but don’t sit there being petty. I married you, didn’t I? What more do you want—why are you always stirring up trouble?"