Goodbye Saintess. novel Chapter 12

That had been a pipe dream the moment I saw her kiss Edmund in front of everyone. It had burst the moment I penned that letter.

Hera studied the calmness in my face, feeling her rage begin to fade. Panic suddenly surged within her.

She had seen me like this before. I was never the hysterical type. When I remained calm, it was always genuine, and that made this all the more dangerous for her.

Her panic resembled someone who just realized she might have lost something.

"You… You're serious?" she finally said.

"I am. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have other places to be. I'm on holiday," I replied, moving to go around her.

She suddenly grabbed my shoulder. "Not so fast."

I turned and caught a smirk on her face. "Oh, so it's real, huh? Suits me fine. See you at the courthouse next Monday. Let's see if you're ready to follow through."

She locked eyes with me, daring me. She truly believed I was bluffing.

How long before I broke and apologized? How dare I threaten her with divorce?

I nodded quietly, relief flooding me. "That's what I've been hoping to hear. See you next Monday."

I pulled free from her grip and walked away. The future looked bright.

…

Hera stayed where she was, unsure how much time had passed.

"This is impossible! There's no way this is real. You think I haven't figured you out? You're faking it! This is all just an act! You think you can break me like this? Never! I don't break for anyone!"

She climbed into her car, her mind blank, and stared at the fire station ahead.

A familiar feeling settled over her, quickly followed by a deep sense of loss. She remembered the exact moment her guard dropped. Her fist slammed against the steering wheel as her eyes burned with unshed tears.

"I gave you a way back to me, Sebastian," she growled through clenched teeth. "And you spat on it because of your pride! I swear, you'll regret this."

She took a few moments to gather herself, then called Edmund. He answered almost immediately.

"Hey, Ira! You don't call me often. What's going on?" he asked, cheerful as always.

"Nothing much. I just… miss you."

"Huh?" He paused, stunned. Then a grin crept into his voice. "I miss you too!"

"You free tonight?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Let's leave Bobby at home. He can watch his favorite cartoon while we're out," she purred with a faint smile. "You and I could use a couple of drinks, don't you think?"

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