The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) novel Chapter 350

Against Alistair Vane 

MARY’S POV: 

She turned and walked back toward her room, her bare feet padding softly against the hardwood. Her shoulders were slumped, just slightly, the way they always were when she was trying to be brave. 

I watched her go, and I felt something inside me harden. 

Not anger or sadness but it was something colder that was becoming more permanent. 

That night, I didn’t sleep. 

I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling, counting nothing in particular. The house was quiet around me, the type of quiet that only came after midnight, when the world had finally stopped moving. Somewhere down the hall, Elowen was asleep, her small body curled around her stuffed rabbit, dreaming of a father who might show up for once. 

I thought about the parent-child event. About Elowen’s face when I told her I would try. About the way she had nodded, accepting the lie before I had even finished telling it. 

She knew. 

Somehow, impossibly, she knew that her father wasn’t coming. She knew it the same way she knew the sound of his footsteps, the way she knew his absence in every room he had ever walked through. 

I thought about the last time I had seen Alistair. 

It had been the night I locked him out of the house. The night I had watched his face through the frosted glass, his fist pounding against the wood, his voice hoarse and furious. I had stood there, on the other side of the door, and I had felt nothing. 

No anger or any sadness just nothing. 

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