Chapter 91

I shook my head hard, words failing me, my lips trembling uncontrollably. Jonathan stroked my skin gently, trying to soothe me. I lost track of time. When he saw I was still shaking, he picked me up and slowly pressed down my spine, inch by inch. His voice was rough. "I was only gone a few days for work, and you're already getting rusty?" He still thought it was just those few days away that made me feel distant from him. He didn't realize that the way I looked at him changed forever from the moment I woke up after my suicide attempt. What stood between us wasn't just the brief time he was gone, nor was it Alicia. It was the nearly blank five years of my memory. He was the first familiar face I saw when I woke, the once untouchable, high and distant moon in my memories. I'd secretly adored him, even dreamed about him. Never in a million years did I think I'd end up as his wife. Then I saw his deeper side and realized I couldn't accept it. All the affection I had for him was wor