Chapter 29

  • Yvonne’s POV**

I woke up at five AM. The bed beside me was empty.

David had come home late. Smelling like alcohol. Stumbled into the guest room.

Didn’t even look at me.

I’d heard him through the walls. Pacing. Talking to himself. Sounding broken.

Part of me wanted to go to him. Comfort him...

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